Interview:

God doesn’t hold conversations. Anyone who claims to have talked to God has only met the deceiving trickster within. All that purported God talk is dog talk turned upside down. Yet anyone, including any one among the many, who encounters the unspeakable true blue as well as right white holy sacred-and-profane Mysteries is rendered ecstatic by its AWE-some jolt of lightning. In this experience, you can’t see the light without feeling the spotlight shining on the rhythmically throbbing universal grand stage for all blessed, though always cursed by words or so our music notes, music of the spheres. Here the spheres hear with sacred ears that bring on tears of joy in an atmosphere devoid of fear, this beloved sound of what we crave most dear.

As the oldest ancestral cultures sing, God communicates through music. Only it delivers the holy complex, though irrationally simple, big time love. In this musical play, spirit is rhythm where the first, middle, and last rhythm is eternal breath. Spirit serves our hearing, seeing, and feeling the honey inside music’s rock. It’s no accident that the sweet though hot-like-peppermint of ancient human culture, the shamans and healers of the oldest ways, referred to themselves as the song-catchers. When we fully embrace the music, or allow it to snare all of our whole-mind-body-heart-soul, we are freed from the word games and find ourselves like children inspired to shake with ecstatic joy. Ask someone to sing or dance their music to see if they hold the authority to address spiritual matters. No song, no spirit. No shaking delight, no spirit. Music is the living significance of spirit while spirit is the felt significance of music. Both shake you up and down. Spirited music is a holy martini elixir shaken and never stirred. Without a song, there is no highway, no road, and no rope to the spiritual realms. There is no journey anywhere without riding the rhythms and sanctified vibes of a musicological logico-musical cadenza without start or finish. In a word-reified universe filled with pomposity and arrogance, only music can level the ground, sky, and sea. Only music can revitalize and deliver us into the heart of spirited jazz-like living. Music belongs to those who laugh wildly and freely, unconcerned about what anything means. What does music mean?

If you have to ask, you can’t possibly know nor say no to the unsung question. Music and spirit aren’t about knowing. They serve and honor the awakening of our heightened feelings, our inner dealings, and our most enthusiastic reeling it all in. Our truest churches, temples, and ashrams are found in juke joints, jazz bars, rock concerts, symphony halls, and all-night jam sessions. There the spirited sounds and beats are as profane as they are sacred. In their dark-meets-light spaced out embrace, dissonance and consonance are intertwined. There syncopation grabs hold of the body electric and doesn’t ask anyone a thing, but grabs hold of the us that invites you and me to feel the pulling of the ropes, the playing of the keys, the blowing of the musical winds, all divine play in the highest bar that never stops pouring musical bars of ecstatic transformative delight, that divinely sounded nectar that pours over ears, skin, blood, and guts.

Bring on the convoluted revolutionary sounds of unbeaten raps, the wild never-ending pouring of whatever Mozart, Bach, Duke, Ella, and Erroll tapped into. Let it shower forth from its infinite reservoir and be felt, heard, tasted, sniffed, and whiffed, though thoroughly realized in an undifferentiated thoroughbred way that is only at home inside the music, the muse of all tonics, the amusing musical dream show that is the purest lighthearted salute to our most united sensory states. Let music rule each and every spirited fool. Allow musicality to be our mainline spiritual principality. May it conquer eternity for only it is supreme and inseparable from the love that words can never convey.

“Spirited music is a holy martini elixir shaken and never stirred.”
– Dr. Bradford Keeney, author of “Bushman Shaman: Awakening The Spirit Through Ecstatic Dance”