Playing music is a celebration of life. The rhythm, the chords, the vamps, the jams, doing it by yourself, doing it with others. That’s one thing I love about improvised music, you can come together with someone, a total stranger, and have a great musical conversation. In many ways, it’s like falling in love. You find someone who helps you be the best you that you can be and because of that you ascend to some higher realm of consciousness. In fact, improvised music is the complete analogy for life, because when that presence is no longer there you miss it, and you look for it, grieve for it… sometimes you find it in another right away, some times it takes a while, but you’re out there, trying and communing with others in the name of music, celebrating life, celebrating what it means to be alive through music.
Playing music as a celebration of life