Some of the best music isn’t being played on the radio airwaves. It’s not being played in the recording studios and it’s not on the television or in the CD section of Wal-Mart.

I firmly believe some of the best music in this world is being played on rooftops, in living rooms and on the street corners. It’s the music that may not be quite perfect but the raw talent echoing is undeniable. It’s the music that may have only one listener or a pair of twins waiting for sleep. It’s the music that has so much soul, so much love, so much passion - those who hear it can’t help but stop their busy lives and do nothing but listen.

It’s the music made by a tired rancher when he comes in at night, grabs his guitar and sings to his wife by the fireside. It’s the music made by a church pianist in front of a 20-person congregation. It’s the music no one hears.

If I had the funds to start my own business, I would start a recording studio.  And then I would wander all over this world and pull those raw talented gems from their living rooms, their kids’ bedsides, from the street corners and I would capture that passionate sound for all to hear.

I wouldn’t push them to do tours or to sell their soul to the music business. I would just capture a small piece of magic and share it with the world because some of the music I have heard could move mountains and I think that element is too often lost in the corporate-mad rush of today’s music.

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