An ode to the indefatigable bathroom singer; wrote this, as usual, while crappily humming an ear-worm in my head, under my breath!

Everybody in the world indulges in music, while they don’t need it for essential survival. You could hate some sorta music, surely. But you enjoy music; period. Representation pic/iStocK

This one time Donald Trump unwittingly left an impression on me (circa 2003), is when the prank-artiste Sacha Baron Cohen as Ali G mock-interviewed the real-estate baron then, to ask what he thought was the most popular thing in the world.
 
Never mind the context of that joke; without a pause, Trump said, “Music.” And isn’t that frickin’ true? I thought. 

Everybody in the world indulges in music, while they don’t need it for essential survival (unlike cooking, cleaning, etc). You could hate some sorta music, surely. But you enjoy music; period. As against, how fewer people engage with all other arts. 

But do we experience music the same way, too? 

The great VS Naipaul was once asked in a BBC radio interview about his personal relationship with music. He said he grew up with music being “external” to his home. Which is an interesting split to define it as, I felt.

Profesional singer Shilpa Rao. Pic/Nimesh Dave

Isn’t music quite internal to the brain, still? Can speak for myself. Tap on my shoulder (anytime), I’d tell you the exact song playing in my head, right now (and all through........

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