It has been an eventful 24 hours. I wish the events were ones that I would want to cherish and remember, however life as we all know has the good and the bad. It was my turn to endure the bad events.

Right now, I feel kind of.. well to say numb would be incorrect. I feel sad at my mother’s passing but I do have a lot of positive hope for the future. The new chapter has begun and what is crazy is that my musical machines are once again calling me after a long time of silence.

Today, I have been working on several new ideas which are actually taking shape into songs. It is all rather strange as my work processes are not usually that quick!

Out of emotion, good or bad there is the one constant in all of our lives: Music. Regardless of one’s personal taste it is a comfort, it is there to help us pick ourselves up again after a bad fall.

Its times like this when I think of what life would be like without music and it is not a good thought.

Music is the ultimate comfort when one needs to be alone, when one needs to escape from others. It can help us laugh, cry or get over lost love with the added bonus of making one hopeful again.

Recently I thought my own musicianship disappeared forever. But somehow out of all the recent bad times, I still believe in a thing called music.