Andre' Delbos

So. Carolina

Years ago a friend of mine asked me to play a little game. She asked me to imagine how it might feel if I woke up tomorrow morning into a world where music had ceased to exist.

I willingly complied and contemplated the silent existence of a life in which one of mankind's crowning achievements had, somehow, not been invented.

Then my friend asked me to imagine how it might feel if I woke up tomorrow morning into a world where food had ceased to exist.

I took her point. I asked if she would make me a sandwich.

Still, music and the attempt to understand why and how it works is a pursuit to which I have focused much of my life.

The dedication to music might be, I imagine, much like training to join the circus; that is, of no more than a curiosity to most people of the planet, but to those for whom music is a passion, its importance might easily rival that of food.