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It is my honor to introduce (drumroll please) Purchasing Manager and music commentator, Sergio Bencivenga. A man who needs no (or probably wants no) introduction.

Take it away, Sergio:

Thanks, Art Star.

I have a firm belief: if you don’t like music. And you don’t listen to music. And you purposely keep it out of your life. You have no soul. No inner core. You are essentially a cardboard cutout of a human being.

With lots of UV coating, so you couldn’t even be recycled.

You’re mental.

I mean…what do you tap your feet to? Bop your head to? Hum along to? Or don’t you??? Is it possible a subtle beat, string of lyrics, or jazz rhythm never enters your head? If so, do you swear it off, bang your head against the wall, and say 3 Hail Mary’s? You poor thing!

My Secret Santa has been leaving me little notes in reference to classic Rush songs.

I love Rush. Everyone in the office knows this, so it could be anyone. But it got me thinking about how much I love music. Not just Rush. But music in general.

If music were a religion, I would follow it lock-step and would never miss a Sunday mass. Ever.

I introduced my kids to it at a very early age. Now they are 4 and 5. My daughter is a dancing machine (which is apparently illegal in some religions. Can you believe that?) and my son is absolutely obsessed with Rush.

I don’t care who your favorite band is. Genre? Could care less. Classsical? Country? Jazz? Christian?

Sigh…yeah…that’s music too I guess. Doesn’t matter.

All I care is that you listen to music. It’s everywhere. On the radio, TV, Elevator, Dentists office, blasting from the Blue Q office speakers, getting beamed via high tech satellites. EVERYWHERE. The only way you could possibly escape music is to purposely try to avoid it. And that’s just nuttier than a 3 legged cow with wings.

Music serves as my:
1) Inspiration
2) Psychiatrist
3) Outlet for many years of pent up anger and aggression
4) Drug (yup, you can get high off it)
5) Road Rage blanky when someone cuts me off in traffic ( “Road Rage Blanky” – I just made that up!)
6) Etc. etc. etc. etc. etc.

My taste in music is vast. From classic Rush, Johnny Cash, and Pearl Jam to the complex lyrical and musical structure of Tool.

Sometimes, I need my music to be inspirational – other times soothing and calming like a nice warm cup of Chamomile. Then there are the days were I need my music heavy and fast – A no holds barred attitude that strikes you in the gut and delivers a firm uppercut to the jaw like a scene straight out of Fight Club.

And THAT my friends, is the beauty of music. Its ability to be whatever you want it to be.

I leave you with the backbone of Tool and one of the greatest drummers of all time: