A few musical things that make me glad I have ears:

John Lennon’s vocal on the Beatles’ “A Day In The Life” is so icy, detached and haunting it still sends chills down the spine.

The closing section of Aaron Copland’s “Appalachian Spring” ballet suite. If God sounded like something, it would be this. It is the definition of transcendence.

The entire album Kind of Blue by Miles Davis. Probably the greatest recording in the history of music. And “Flamenco Sketches” is the greatest song on the greatest album of all time.

Chris Squire doing a run of 6 (or is it 7?) bass notes over the opening 2 chords of “Starship Trooper” by Yes — truly an interstellar craft taking flight, and a song that helped me escape places I hated to be.

Crimson Jazz Trio’s reworking of the King Crimson classic “I Talk To The Wind.” This is what peace and serenity must feel like.

“Oceanea” by Thomas Dolby. No matter what happens, play this at my funeral, because if there is any part of my consciousness that will exist after I’m dead, this song describes in words and music what my spirit will be doing, and what I long to do today.