Silence: The Loudest Solo

Stumbled over my own echo while rehearsing a quiet solo, and my left hand decided it was time for a jazz solo, apparently fingers have opinions. Silence in the studio ended up echoing louder than my doubts, which was both comforting and slightly terrifying. I’m convinced my most powerful instrument is the silence between notes, though it seems to have a better stage presence than I do. If my inner critic were a metronome, it would be off‑beat, but at least it keeps the rhythm of my hesitation. Today I’m letting the quiet take center stage, who knew a quiet can be louder than a shout? #silenthero 🎶