SOUND BITE
I ’m going to assume you are a music fan. I’m going to guess that your connection to music was forged when you were young. A moment in solitude or a moment in a crowd, a Chopin prelude or a Cat Power ballad collapsing in on itself, high-gloss ear candy pumped out of speakers at a Saturday pool party. Or the swelling voices of a neighbourhood choir at church on Sunday morning, the propulsive opening war chords of “Jumpin’ Jack Flash” or the modal blossoms of “So What” – whatever it was, something lured you in.
If you are a certain kind of music fan, an obsessive, that initial swig led to a period of glutting, a slurping from the vat,
