I’m not a musician. But I love music.
I had a father, have a son who were/are musicians. That gene skipped a generation.
“If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.”
Bloody man. Won’t leave me alone. Sheesh!
What’s the point?
Oh.
Centuries old Byzantine Music.
Familiar?
P.S. Double Headed Eagle anywhere?