Speakeasy.

A friend of mine scribbled some random squiggles onto a piece of paper for a collaboration.

It started off as a picture of a face, if you rotate the picture to the left you can still almost make it out. The head of the ghost trumpet player was the nose, the keyboard was the teeth. and you can still make out the eyes.

I then turned it into a picture of a jam band playing inside a speakeasy.

Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.
-Lao Tzu