The history of music sometimes seems as if it is almost complete, as if it has all been sung. All has been said and invented, from rock to reggae, soul to ska, pop to punk.
An endless wave of sound, beat and rhythm, choice of group, persuasion of musician or image of the band.
And when all is ended and the sound almost decided to satisfy the mind this time, I heard Bianca.
The rhythm that travelled, the air overheard the whisper of her heart from which came an honesty of voice. No ordinary singer then, but instead a lifestyle of craft manifest in music.
Singing honestly, moving majestically, bellowing, blowing mightily and caressing carelessly, sweetly, stinging and soothing, the strings of our heart. Mixing the heart-beat, the heat into a tune that throbs forever.
Bianca, in all the curiosity of her hum has presented a new definition to the art of entertainment, to the honesty of performance and sincerity of song.
She is what you cried for, what you laughed about and who you never knew existed until you sat down in one moment of silence and. listened before you heard. Bianca Gerald.
"Music is my blank canvas with these colours I paint"
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