Passion is everything to me. When I am completely absorbed in playing music I feel it throughout my body. It’s like explosions going off in my body. When I listen to music I love, the hair on my arm still stands up. Even if it is a song I have heard thousands of times. When I was in middle school I heard Sweet Child O’ Mine for the first time and the solo was a hair raising experience for me. Still is. I was listening to it in the car the other day and almost crashed my car because I was focusing on the solo.
That is why I hate hearing people argue about music. This band sucks, this guitarists sucks and so on. Maybe that band or artist creates a hair raising experience for somebody. That artist/band is important to that person. That is a great thing.
Music is a beautiful thing. This world needs beautiful things.
I took the picture a few years ago. I was playing guitar outside which is something I love doing.