Sudden recollection of a time in session that struck a deep chord in me:
Sharing the joy of a simple song with a whole group of strangers who take their privileges very seriously. Despite the silence that fell over everyone as the tune started, communication did not cease. Whether it was because of the melody or the circumstances it was played under, everyone stopped to really listen to the song and eschew the significance it brought to each of us. In that sense we were more in synch than a military band. It's times like these that I never forget that it does not take much to be happy. Contentment is a function of your own expectations. Like what d said, there is no black and white in the world, only one big patch of grey. And in that grey area, you mark your own boundaries of black and white.
Here's a soundbite for you to sink your teeth into, plus it advocates for the GLM -wink-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZhQOvvV45w&ob=av2e