Paul Horsley
phorsley@kcstar.com

Music has formed who I am, and it daily alters my perceptions of the world and the people in it. I want nothing more than to have others experience what I have: the tragic thrill of Bach's "St. Matthew Passion," the haunting emptiness and alienation of Berg's "Wozzeck," the sheer acid-rock rush of Mahler's Third. Or for that matter, the stabbing pain of Hank Williams' "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry." Music's power, after all, is not reserved for the "longhairs" among us.