To me, diatonic music looks like the five perfect solids. Popular music looks like Tetris pieces. Christian pop looks like Tetris without the exciting colors. Serial music looks like boxes with hacked body parts in the back of a killer’s closet. Bach looks like a fine wood floor too. Country looks like the dried smoker’s skin of an alcoholic grandmother. Jazz looks like everything from the dog taking a shit to coffee and hashbrowns on an addicts breakfast table at noon. That piece I thought of but never wrote down, it looked like a morherfucking snowflake.