There are times when a language needs to be spoken that spans both time and communication barriers. A language so primal that it speaks to your core. A language that assures you that all is well and gives you the confidence and rhythm to tackle life and all that comes with it. That’s the language of music.
Music has always been a sort of safe haven for me. An almost alternative plane of existence in another dimension. It’s been there for me when everything else around me was crumbling. It gave me hope, a voice and an identity – just as it did to so many generations before me. I was able to express feelings and thoughts I was afraid or incapable of communicating. Music has been and is a guiding light for me still. I don’t know where music comes from but I believe it to be a gift from God.