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I come from a musical family. My grandmother sings and plays the piano and she will wipe the floor up with you playing some old hymns. My mom also sang, played the piano and violin (trying to get back into the violin), my oldest brother plays the keys, bass and drums (dabbles in guitar), my second oldest brother plays drums, bass, trombone (used to), acoustic guitar (I'm sure others), and me - well I used to play piano and flute and I really want to get back to playing keys and electric guitar (I have to dust it off) and sing. So I have an appreciation for music and the craft and technique of it. I may not but up on all the popular music of today, but we grew up listening to music folks didn't know about and even to this day (I give a shout out to Dev). I grew up listening to bands like the Imperials and Phil Keaggy etc. (along with other types of music).

I must say there is something atmospheric that happens when the mixture of note chemicals marry. I enjoy and intensely pay attention to bands who play music and make a sound that supersedes this earthly realm. From the beginning of a song to end, it's like taking a ride that accelerates, intensifies, and finally gently drops you off at the whem of your imagination. It's left to your interpretation. My choir sang last Sunday and the band was particularly on point that day! In the lulls of the service (such as during offering time), the band was playing low and created an unrehearsed interlude that was so sweet, a few of us forgot we were in the choir stand. Music isn't something that can be explained or calculated. It's only something that can be experienced. When I listen to a good band, I feel like I have had an experience. Instruments are all about complementing each other and not competing against. Someone may not have the gift of singing but can sing through their guitar. Or someone else may not have the anointing to be a preacher, but they can testify from within them and translate it using the keys.
Music was meant to be a euphoric phenomenon. I'm talking about your extremities being detached from your analytical mind and moving on their own. I'm talking about an invisible power. So powerful that David (a musician;Psalms) was summoned by King Saul to play his harp for him to bring relief from evil spirits tormenting him. Not to mention all the other instances of instruments being used in powerful and unusual ways. If you are going to play an instrument, perfect your craft! Psalm 33:3 tells us to "...play skillfully...". This is my ode to music and the people who authentically play it:

Gallop the cadences of your heartbeat

Sing your notes all the way to heavens door

Strum the song a pen can't write

Blow the wind of life from within