The music, live, speaks to the something inspired, the something irreplaceably significant within the confines of a claustrophobia, of which a city life has ample. From this experience in which there is a sense of necessary abandon about live music, in a city, for their lies the dreams, the hope, the pain, and the struggle, it is the day, after day, it is the knowing that a two-to-three hour set, ends with a reality awaiting you the moment you exit the venue, or, for a minute or two to take in the local street acapella, that is live music, a prescribed therapy.  Ultimately, music live allows the senses to weave and navigate a journey entitled freedom, when all music "feels like" what that tone and its rhythm gives you, lyrics, sung so profound you stay moved,  essentially the love of expression, the necessity of voice, what music, live, means to me, and generally everybody else whose aware of the affirmation.