In everything we love, first comes the study of it. We love therefore we study.

I have just remembered how I first came to music. My first song wasn’t my own.

For you, it may be Stevie, Ella or even Beyonce. But for me Sandy Lam was my first influence.

In all my pursuit of the heart song of this songstress, with great finesse, big heart and the dedication to the voice as her medium of expression, I found my own.

How could I then, in the midst of it all forget that to study then and again any old or new art form, I have to first fall in love again?

And I have. I am appalled at my little contact to what I love. But here I am, I’m ready folks. Bring it on. :)

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