




Sometimes those voices take me on a journey I am not prepared to take. The artist moves ahead into new territory and I am not yet ready to leave the comfort of the familiar last place we inhabited. Sometimes it takes a year or more before I can revisit that new expression and be able to acquire it, to embrace it. That’s good too, because it forces me to grow, to change, and to try to understand. And sometimes it’s just a place that means something to the artist that, for whatever reason, I will never be able to understand. Maybe it’s so personal to the artist that it is meant only for them. I think the best music comes when the musicians are playing for themselves, because then it is more pure, more ecstatic.