As we approach the 10th anniversary of that fateful day of September 11, 2001 let's take some time out to remember and honor those who passed.
And let's not forget also, those who continue to bear the emotional burden of having lost a loved one in that tragedy.
Time, they say, heals all wounds. And it does. Up to point.
I am entirely unqualified to give anyone who has lost someone in 9/11 any kind of advice. But I can tell you how I deal with personal losses of my own.
And it is simply this -- remember a favorite song you shared.
Remember how you sang along to it, or danced to it, or laughed about it. Remember the dinner you were having the first time you heard that favorite song, or that long drive together when it came on the radio.
Music has that incredible ability to transport one back in time to a happier place. And if you can smell, taste or even momentarily touch a precious moment once shared you realise that that person, though no longer at your side, is very much a part of your being, your very DNA. And they are not far away.
This is music's gift to me. And I hope, to you.
It's purposeful. And the handpainting on it is purposeful. It exudes as much heartfelt emotion as any great work of art. And if art is a reflection of life, it don't get much more real than this.
Screw the guns and bombs. Hopefully, one day we'll all evolve enough to know better.
Gibson 9/11 Les Paul