Mark Antony Rossi
A new year has brought about some changes. I recognize how much I am indebted to music to help my creative process in writing.
Music is the mystical math that beams out to the cosmos. One day alien contact will rest on the rhythms of our existence through a gold disc hurdling through space on a craft we built to announce our existence.
Hopefully by then we will have a better world to show them. In the meantime I will relax to the genius wanderings of Miles Davis in “Kind of Blue.”