“Ain't no rules, ain't no vow, we can do it anyhow”.
Bob Marley sings Jammin’. It’s more than a song, it’s an emotion.
It’s a vibration, an awakening hope.
It’s a beating heart, something like a syncopation. The thumping tempo of a bass.
It’s the syncopated caress of percussion. You close your eyes, you fold your hands
and your souls and senses awake.
Musc calls and body anwers.