Concentration

Often I’ll read or (horrors) browse while plopped down for a session. Occasionally a fee puffs of sativa may have occurred too. Often there’s a point where the music is so enjoyable that other activities stop and perhaps eyes get closed. I don’t drift off into slumber but morph into a stimulating but calm state. YMMV 

Lasy night Pharoah Sanders quartet  Live in Hamburh “It’s easy to remember”  got played twice in a row. Joy!

Sure if you’re riding a unicycle juggling hatchets you’re not going to be concentrating on the music but under the different strokes for different folks (maybe not the best analogy or maybe the very best) analogy it’s possible absorption for many can happen at vastly different thresholds. 

It’s the music itself that given individual predilections that will/will not entwine. For example Gustav Mahler’s Symphony No. 6 is complex and not my cup of tea so my concentration doesn’t engage. “Dirty Water “by The Standells has me singing along but something like the Keith Jarrett Trio has me drawn in in a blissful way. When the music is felt that’s the ticket. 

This quality discussion is trying to put into the vernacular what’s magical in the brain about transformational music. 
 
Some how this comes to mind  from Wordy Rappinghood by Tom Tom Club

“Words that write the book I like
Words won't find a right solution
To the planet Earth's pollution
Say the right word, make a million
Words are like a certain person
Who can't say what they mean
Don't mean what they say

Hi kye yay, yippie yi kye yay
Awoo awoo ayee kie chi'
What are words worth?
What are words worth? Words“