Music is an important part of my life. It's probably important to you, too.
In my world, music is important to me on so many levels, it's hard for me to describe. On one level, I enjoy music just to hear sounds that are pleasing to my ears, and on the level music holds an equal place with laughter, bells, and the sound of automatic weapons (the sound of machine guns make me smile, again, don't judge).
On another level, music moves me emotionally, whether the music is inspirational in my faith, or it is a sad ballad, or a song about the joys of love, music has the ability to make me feel things that don't generally come out of the white noise in my head.
On still another level, music can sometimes be something that is neither spiritual, emotional, or just pleasing to the ears. Sometimes music just makes me want to move my body... whether it is just tapping my foot, dancing, or headbanging with an intensity that would make Angus Young proud. I don't want to talk about any of those things today.