Jazz
My experience with music has been one of a long journey to a level of understanding that there is always something more to be discovered. That nearly vacuuous statement is as close as I can get to the truth of it . Music is one of those things that keeps me reasonably sane. Trying to write stories, lyrics, and poems has given me a stronger appreciation for the difficulty of finishing these things when they erupt onto the page . It is quite hard to shape what is an emotional or fanciful product into something that makes some sense to another human being. The rules of musical expression are probably innate. There was an article in New Scientist , i believe, where the researchers traced part of the mind's musical experience to the area of the brain that controls our locomotion. The similarities in word usages , for movement and music are many, at least in English. Deep dreamy passages let you drift as of in a primordial sea, strident beats bring you back onto land ready for a long march to the next hunting ground. Jazz , for me , is often the bending of those rules of motion in earth-gravity and breaking into an alternate dimension where other rules apply......does that make any sense ? <