Category Music Therapy
I am no expert on prayer. But I believe in prayer’s power as much as I believe that the sky is blue and water’s wet. Further, I think that prayer can restore a person’s spiritual center and lead to a… Continue Reading →
Without any doubt, music is a subjective experience. Some folks love country, some love jazz. Some people detest Metallica, and I think those people are insane. Other people listen to classical and allow it to bathe them in calming tones…. Continue Reading →
Rustling rivers have always calmed me. I lose track of the realities I face within the rushing water’s song. A few weeks ago, I brought my sax with me to the river’s edge to practice. I played along with the… Continue Reading →
For me, music is the path towards a higher purpose. I can’t quantify it. I can’t put it into words. But music has served me more than I could ever serve it. Recently, Eddie Hernandez of Mariachi Azteca and I… Continue Reading →
Music has an extraordinary ability to transcend the boundaries of language and connect with our deepest emotions. It’s not just about melodies and rhythms. Each song is its own path that has the power to heal and elevate our spirits…. Continue Reading →
About a week ago, I had the honor and privilege of playing for a birthday party with Eddie Hernandez of Mariachi Azteca. We played El Rey, among other songs, and the the magic and electricity in the joint was as… Continue Reading →
I hate mysteries. Sometimes it feels like my whole life has been a giant search in which I find more question than answers. I’ve always wanted to know why my family left San Ildefonso Pueblo. I’ve always wanted to know… Continue Reading →
Going through a pile of old stuff, I found a songbook that belonged to my great-grandmother. Not sure how she got it in the first place, but the very first song it lists is Jose Alfredo Jimenez’s, Ella. Now, to… Continue Reading →
I can’t say that I understand my grandfather’s panacoustic system. At least, I don’t understand it, yet. From what I’ve gathered thus far, my grandfather, Ernest Rocha Sr., developed this musical system as his response to what her learned as… Continue Reading →
I sit back and wonder, “is life one big accident?” there are times when I think, yes, it’s all one big random exercise in accidental accidents. But those times usually occur when I’m frustrated or upset about something I either… Continue Reading →
