This piece is about both the sound of making music and the sound of riding a motorcycle. It begins with the actual steps of starting up the motorcycle and the sound it makes while it is being ridden. Then a drum set is given to the writer's brother. The writer can not help but want to play them. He does. He writes" My music, was every bit as euphonious to my own ear as it was just an extension of myself." Then the piece cuts to riding his motorcycle again, the gleaming road, the vibrations, the sound that is "satisfying to my ears."
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