“After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music”

-Aldous Huxley

Today I embrace my favorite sound. It’s the sound made when I pluck steel strings. It’s the vibration I wake up to in the morning. The sound I use to shut out the thoughts that I refuse to think. It’s the sound that rallies people to rebellion. It is the sound I love.

It may not be considered brilliant music like Beethoven, but it is a wonderful, shabby home. It doesn’t have to be a great band or a heart stopping song. Just turn it up loud enough o shake the walls and it can mend wounds and sew pure adrenaline joy.

The precision of The Edge’s harmonic guitar, the powerful crunch of Freddie Mercury’s vocals, Common’s poetic hip-hop that any rocker can enjoy, Green Day’s anti-Bush Administration punk rock opera, Metallica’s “We don’t give a fuck!” the classic tone of the Beatles, the mighty roar of Iron Maiden that shakes and earthquake still, Bono’s cry for love and peace, The Who’s allegoric tale of the deaf, dumb, blind. What about B.B.’s blues clashing with Black Sabbath? Their Drop-D perfection with the guitarist’s most important tool…the fingers. Queen! No reason required. The odd rock antics of Jethro Tull or Muse’s use of breathing technique in their vocals. Linkin Park’s rage. Pearl Jam’s growling grunge. Pink Floyd’s quest for relaxation of our hate filled culture. The flowing combination of heavy metal and hip-hop to fuel Rage Against the Machine…and later combined with Soundgarden to create Audioslave’s angst filled cry to forget what we’ve lost. The Red Hot Chili Pepper’s funk all the way to Bear McCreary’s use of instrument he can find to make Battlestar Gallctica all the more epic. Any group of friends who gathers in their garage to jam. Maybe for the music or maybe for the money. Perhaps for the release of stress, or the human desire for kinship. Music is life.

This is Rock N’ Roll

My reason.
My rhyme.
My drug.
My anti-drug.
My hypocrisy.
My soul.
My rebellion.
My philosophy.
My rhythm.
My angels.
My inner-demons.
My life.
ME
Rock n’ Roll = Rebellion
Rebellion = Freedom
Freedom = Our Dream
Our Dream = is our own to fulfill.