'I looked out at the shadowy audience.  The room was full to capacity with friends and family standing and sitting with no room to move.  It was so quiet and intense, sweat was pouring off me under the warm lights.  I wanted to perform to these people like it was the last time I would ever play.  I thought of all the emotions of not seeing many of them again and recent events.  I closed my eyes and just played, I played for them, to express this closing of a chapter in all our lives.  My fingers moved with the notes in my mind and I just let go.  The band raised a level and the emotions poured out.  As the piece finished my hands were shaking, I opened my eyes and looked out to them, hoping I had echoed a memory of theirs and reflected their thoughts.  This is what music is about to me.'