By Toby Marshall
Music is existence, filling the air around us. Filling our ears and heads with new direction, new energies. Music has existed as long as people and will continue until we are gone. For me, music is life. It has been around me from my earliest memories. It is with me today, becoming more clear all the time. When I started piano at age six, I knew what I was going to do with my life. Other interests have come and gone, but music has been the only one to stay with me. I know it will never leave me. It will be there for me to hide in, to revel in, to draw hope and inspiration from. Writing music is what allows me to give back. Writing a good song feels better than listening to my favorite music.
I feel that everyone has a gift, a purpose. Music is mine and I am grateful for it. It is my reason, my vehicle to help people open their minds and get just a little better. If I am playing in the stadiums or in a closet for a dog, I will be happy, and hopefully teach somebody something.
Music is me. I am music. It is my piece of peace. It’s my way of praising what I like, and screaming at the things that I don’t. It’s my palette for painting the air however I like. It’s my source of ever-flowing energy. It is truly me.