Songs—5 Down, 65 To Go
Examining The Roots — And Offering Five Blossoms
“Without music life would be a mistake.” — Friedrich Nietzsche
Beginnings
From amidst the music of the spheres, stardust was gathered and mixed together in a DNA soup. And thus I emerged onto this planet via my mother at Bellevue Hospital in New York City in 1951.
From my earliest days at home on Avenue C on the Lower East Side of Manhattan (the Old World in the New World)—to every living day now in Harlem—music has always been a huge part of my life.
Over the almost seven decades my ears have done a lot of exploration—always reaching out beyond the mainstream—searching for all the secrets that are revealed in that mathematics of sound.
It has indeed been a long strange trip and last year I wrote in some detail about a few of the turning points and discoveries.
