Music always seems to have this wondrous effect on people, to sway their emotions in whatever way the composer desired, whether it be a soothing melody or a blood pumping rock anthem.
That was probably why Dean Murphy loved music so much, no matter what you used it for, as long as it was utilized properly, it could add to anything, especially when you added words to it.
Dean’s goal in life was to become a singer, he’d wanted to ever since his father had taken him to a concert as a child, he remembered it so well, there were so many people, the crowd had been downright massive, he had to sit on his fathers shoulders just so he could see. But that hadn’t mattered to him back then, it had given him the perfect view of the stage after all, and in the center of it, shined on by the various spotlights had been a truly beautiful women, her voice was so comforting and serene as she sang a marvelous verse. He was hooked on every word she uttered out, his parents recalled him e