To ponder: to weigh carefully in the mind; consider thoughtfully: He pondered his next words thoroughly.

Think about what music is. It’s intangible. It’s really indefinable. It has no shape, yet it shapes thoughts. It has no function of its own, yet somehow helps us function

Music has the power to stir feelings…

…And of its own accord cannot fulfill any of them. It isn’t necessary to perform our daily duties, but how many places of business do you find with no music. I certainly don’t remember many. Music cannot comb your hair, brush your teeth, or tie your shoes, but it may ease you through those mundane tasks and make you forget about the time.

You don’t need words to find pleasure in music. You don’t need status. You don’t even need people around. It is not poured from a bottle, shaken from a cannister, or even dolloped from a 5 gallon bucket. Still; it can be as refreshing as champagne, spicy as cayenne, and rich and decadent as gold ring homemade vanilla ice cream. (you Texans will really know what I mean by that final reference)

Music appeals to fewer than our five senses, but it additionally appeals to more than our senses. When you study musical structure, it makes perfect logical sense. But when you try to explain why it “moved” you, remarkably ofttimes you can’t quite convey it satisfactorily.

It was not because it smelled, tasted, felt, sounded, or looked so nice. It has been what it did to your cerebral cortex. Or might be it hit you in the “gut”, but it didn’t actually hit you, and it was not actually your “gut”. See what I mean? You cannot put your finger on it. In fact you cannot touch it at all. You just know. You know?

Why in the world am I going on and on about music? Thanks for asking.

Music is a form of creative copy, too. It is an al the majority optimum way to ingrain an idea into the minds of your target market. Because without exception there has always been this common chord. ( prefer my musical metaphor?) people love music! No surprise… It is extremely versatile, dependable, believable, and yet inexplicable.

I’m additionally a songwriter. I take the same octave countless other artists use and create my little piece of semi-immortality to satisfy…what? Me? an fans? A paycheck? All of the above? None of the above? The answer is yes to all the questions. I’ve written tunes for each of those purposes. And each one has been satisfying in its own way because each one involved the intangible little friend of mine. Music. I’m not sure why I’m so moved by this unseen companion, but I do know this:

Music is a gift from God. It, and your thoughts, can never be stolen from you, forced out of you, or driven away from you…as long as you want it; you have got it. How incredible is such a gift. Yeah, all of us can live without music, but

It would not be nearly as joyous an existence.

To your musical satisfaction…