As a youth, my mom's family spent many weekends out at our farm just sitting around a campfire and making music. My uncles and grandfather played guitars and fiddles, my dad played the mouth organ. The rest of us sang and laughed and ate good food and bonded eternally!
These events provided myself and my six siblings with so many good lessons. We learned music and memorization; manners and socializing. In fact, whether mom and dad knew it or not, they were providing us with emotional stability, as well as a delightful tendancy to learn musical instruments and sing a variety of songs.
To have lived a life without music would have been colourless and empty. Even hearing-impaired folks love to feel the beat of good music! So whats the verdict? A life without music? The only plausible, intelligent answer is that it is not possible to live a full and happy life without music. What do you think?