So one of the few main facets of my mind is dedicated to music of all sorts. My parents first exposed me to it as an infant (and it was a wholly classical infancy, with Mozart, Vivaldi, Beethoven, and Bach) but it was only after a few years of listening to my Dad play my Mum classical guitar that I first got into it. I picturing music like a fluid, waving into your ears from all around you, washing over and pulsing through your mind, getting soaked up in all your thoughts. Where the sounds lap over each other and pool together we think of lyrics or tones which express them, we let them flow out our mouths and hands and into the world where they can break like waves over our peers’ ears.
It is at this moment where I shall invite you to stop listening to your mental voice reading these words aloud, and listen to this instead.