Someone once told me, “Music is part of the joy wave”. This is not hard to grasp, when you consider that each generation has its music, its sound, that special combination of notes, words and beat that resonates and speaks to its heart and soul.

Post WWII in Russia, there were citizens who risked their own personal freedom to bring western music to the people. It had been banned; only particular Russian music could be possessed and played. This is a story about more than music. It is one of freedom, and the will of the human spirit to overcome soul crushing oppression.

It’s a fascinating story, even if you’re not particularly a huge music lover. Rest assured, there is something that you love as much as they loved music, that you would fight not to lose. The story of Bone Music here:

Bone music: the Soviet bootleg records pressed on x-rays

In freer western societies, it may be hard for people to comprehend not having the simple access to music they love. That basic freedom of choice just is. And yet, is it? Right now there is heated dispute about who should decide and dictate what people can think and say. And I stand back from it and I think, why is this even in debate? Were we not born with the inalienable right to think our own thoughts and express them freely?

Food for thought for your day.

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