Tonight I bought an Elliott’s Amazing Orange Mango Juice Cocktail drink the bookstore cafe and under the cap it read:

“Music is Love in search of a word.” – Sidney Lanier

As much as I like the above quote, I can’t help but think that Lanier said this only to be remembered by posterity. To me, music is an abstract concept, dimensionless yet is omnipresent. Can take on any form and can be anywhere and everywhere at the same time. It is an angel and a devil, rolled up in one.

Well, at least the bottle cap got me thinking… Funny that the best musicians in history have always seemed to struggle with love. (btw, by “musicians”, I’m not talking about pop singers or rappers, but the really gifted instrumental/classically-trained musicians). I think it’s because musicians tend to be such idealists that precisely at the moment that they “feel” it, they see it for what it is. A prime example would be Brahms…