#troubadour

We start our lives with blues . . . with music. It's our first language. It's the rhythm of the womb. It's your mama's heartbeat inside your head. ↗

— David Mutti Clark

#god #griot #music #spirituality #troubadour

And here's to the blues, the real blues— where there's a hint of hope in every cry of desperation. ↗

— David Mutti Clark

#griot #music #race-relations #spirituality #troubadour

There’s something lyrical about an eternal truth. It’s a graceful riff. A free-flowing melody. Light and airy, it floats all around you. And when it lands on your ears, when you hear it for the first time, you instantly recognize it― because it’s like bumping into an ageless, best friend. ↗

— David Mutti Clark

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The rich fop Francis of Assisi was bored all his life―until he fell in love with Christ and gave all his stuff away and became the troubadour of Lady Poverty. ↗

— Peter Kreeft

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The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound. ↗

— David Mutti Clark

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