Music is heard in one's tympanum but experienced in one's soul. It transports the maker and the experiencer to spaces rare , realms unimagined. Both of them travel together and on that journey and together sense a rarely felt core in their within which is as pure as epiphany, as ethical as love. And yet the same individuals, lost in the beauty of their experience ignore the lack of fairness and of equality lying along their chosen path, just as travellers turn a blind eye to so much that is wrong, unacceptable along the road. It is a great regret and a tragic one that music's out-of-this-world experience lives with and in fact perpetuates so much in-this-world ugliness.