Music in the Air

Written by: Richard Moriarty

The early sounds of the day begin to be heard, even before the sun has risen; one by one sounds are added as the great city awakens - like an orchestra beginning to warm up in anticipation of the conductor arriving. Sounds of a trash truck making its early rounds with the clanking of cans and moving of dumpsters; a bevy of people beginning to move about shuffling through the streets, honking of horns as impatient drivers try to muscle their way by... an army of people crowding the sidewalk, and marching off to work, disturbed by the sudden backfire of a truck, and deafened by the loud rap from the window of a passing car, all seem to surround us no matter where we are... it's not the noises of the street that are heard.... ......but the birth of the music in the air. No matter how many sounds that we hear bring no noise that we need fear, but rather it is a melody drifting by each adding its own distinct sound, and giving us.... music in the air. The noises of the street marry as a symphony of sound each adding to the tune that is heard; an orchestra flowing from all around, and placing music in the air. The melodies drift softly by mingled with the crash of the loudest note - each adding to the rush of a blended sound, placing music in the air. No matter where we turn or how far that we go, it's not the noises of the street that we hear.....but the music in the air.