The Blues

You don't need to know anything much to understand it,

You don't even need to understand it. It's something you feel,

Something that moves you,

Speaks to you.

The blues

Like an emotion of its own its almost instinctual when you hear it,

To just let go,

The meaning is rarely in the lyrics,

It's in the pulse of the song, the sound of the singers voice not the words themselves,

Its in the guitar that will hit your ears like a drug hits the vein and take hold,

If you close your eyes you can watch the notes moving in your mind,

Watch them dance hypnotically,

Taking you along for the ride,

Raising you up and setting you down along with the tempo,

The kind of song that knows you better than you know it,

The kind of song that makes the whole world melt away when you hear it,

It will take you to amazing places if you let it,

The right song can teach you what the blues means better than a thousand experts,

Th right song can make you bloom inside,

Blossom full and true even if for only the length of a song,

Long enough to matter though,

Long enough to change you, make you a little wiser,

About what it means to be alive,

As you sat there nodding along feel music as an emotion,

It will find those empty places in your heart, The notes will echo throughout.

And if you let them they will begin to fill those voids,

Teach you how to feel okay again,

It can be a life raft when life has you lost at sea,

The Blues can be anything you need it to be but nothing else can be the blues,

You will know it when you hear it,

When your soul starts dancing inside you.

And If you get an offer to take a ride with the blues,

I suggest you accept and see what it has to show you.

And don't forget to tell my old friend that I said Hello....