There’s an energy in the streets, unique in how it’s seemingly carried on the air itself. A chorus of doorbells, children’s laughter, and excited voices all speaking in unison travels along the paths of concrete and dirt in every direction.
Take a deep breath. Feel the crisp autumn air revitalize you from the inside out. Summer is great. No one is questioning that. But fall is the satisfactory exhalation before the winter sets in. The rest and relaxation we get through these few months keeps us moving when the snow feels like it just won’t stop falling. And on Block Island, that rest and relaxation has many forms.
What is it about music that allows it to tie itself into every part of us so intrinsically? We hear a particular song or melody and we’re instantly transported to another time, another place, completely enveloped in the emotions of the moment. Music ingrains itself with our brains on a neural level, reaching across a broad spectrum to bring us back through time. Scents and sounds come back as though the memory was barely hours old, rather than the years that it’s actually been.
