If an instrument could have desires it would want to
be played.
A love affair
ends when a craftsman puts the finishing touches on a fine instrument. The artist
is pleased with his work and like a parent facing an empty nest sends it off to
the world with grand hopes that it will bring joy and find love from another.
In this case a musician who will connect with the instrument in a harmonious
dance that takes shape in the form of a melody.
As much as a musician hopes to find the perfect instrument,
the instrument would be desperate for the right musician. It would feel
vulnerable in the hands of the person who controls the message that they will send
out to the world but without him the instrument would never find its voice.
Silence must be death for an instrument. If it could I believe it would go to
any length to make music. Changing the world for those who hear it would be its
only desire.
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Jimmy Redbush