Why do I love playing a musical instrument?

Music is addictive.

I live it and breathe it on a daily basis. I feel passionately about it, extreme. To me it provokes a sense of wonder and magic. When you find that perfect note, or when something just suddenly works with your musical friends. It takes a lot to beat those perfect, musical moments where you can’t say a word to each other, because there are no words that can explain it.

I’m thirty-one, and just made the transition from my twenties safely (ish). But that transitional period between childhood and teens is awkward for a lot of young people.

All our young lives we are brought up to believe in magic. To believe in something else. Father Christmas, the Sandman, the tooth fairy. And as we grow older, we’re told that Mr Disney and pals have probably been lying to us all along, and that their actually isn’t much magic or fantasy in this world…

…and then you hit your late teens and twenties, and the world becomes a little more cold and dark. This is where people need to escape the reality that life isn’t magical, really. So they drink. They do drugs. Just to alter their mindsets, and to take the edge off the harsh life that we live on a daily basis. The 9-5 for the rest of your life. The mortgage. The loans. The children.

Then comes thirty-odd, and it doesn’t get much better. This is where I am, and I have music. That’s my escape. That’s my magic and my sense of wonder that stops me from letting go, and becoming a soulless drone, that’s only Soma is watching soaps and playing computer games every evening.

There IS still magic and wonder in this world, and we, as musicians are lucky enough to be the creators of some of that magic.

That’s why I love playing a musical instrument. How about you?

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