And just like that, seemingly overnight, the entire world has changed. Old world models have been replaced by new world adjustments. Handshakes are a thing of the past. Hugs are rare. Eye contact is at a premium. Avoidance torments outdoor excursions despite the sun's emergence. But a rose grows from the concrete with no soil underneath. Artists trapped at home started to zone. At a time like this, the world needs art. The world needs music. We'll set it off then