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An Artist Connects With Her Song

Jill Scott

Jill Scott says she tunes in to children at play, heels on pavement, the wind in her ears and the beat of the world.

I have no memory of it, but I'm certain the first thing I ever heard was the sound of my mother's heart, a sure and unrelenting rhythm that was both life sustaining and calming. As I grew into what I am, that heart music did not disappear. Before I walk onto any stage, I know that inside me there is this masterly invention so brilliantly simple in tempo and so beautifully complex in purpose that if I listen to it intently, it will ignite a million scats, a zillion interesting cadences. And when I stop and pay attention to great artists like Billie Holiday (deep, soulful colors), Bobby McFerrin (amazing rhythms, brilliant timing), Prince (masterly lyricism, instrumentation), I know that their music comes from within them, too. As a musician, I am a limitless universe filled with the beat inside the bang. I hear a symphony in the click-clack of heels on pavement, the rat-tat-tat in the conversation of friends, the wind at my ears and children at play. I listen, combine and release something that, to me, rejoices in the gift of living. When the sounds of the world connect with the heartbeat inside me, I hear music so very clearly, and I am inspired.