Imagine yourself in the late 1800s, Tahlequah, Indian Territory. It’s Monday morning. The sun’s happily shining through a partially draped window. A family of birds, without a care in the world, continue catching unsuspecting bugs just outside your front door. A soft breeze continually taps a tree branch against the windowpane, reminding you it’s time to get up. You yawn. All of a sudden it hits you; today is music day.