A Musician Possessed

I like to say that being a musician is like being possessed. Once it is in your blood, it is there to stay, and the only way to “exorcise” it is by playing music. It can, and will, haunt you for the rest of your life if you try to cast it aside and the harder you try to repress it, the stronger the force it will exert upon you.

Once you pick up your instrument and begin to play, it turns from a malevolent “spirit” into a benevolent muse.

“There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.” – Sappho