Li Po, the constantly touring rock star of eighth-century China (described by the Penguin Book of Chinese Verse as ‘the supreme example of irresponsibility in Chinese poetry’) penned the following after hearing Jun the Buddhist monk from Shu play his lute:

The monk from Shu with his green silk lute-case, 
Walking west down Omei Mountain, 
Has brought me by one touch of the strings
The breath of pines in a thousand valleys. 
I hear him in the cleansing brook, 
I hear him in the icy bells; 
And I feel no change though the mountain darken
And cloudy autumn heaps the sky. 

That instant and immediate sense of connection – one touch of the strings – is exactly what we strive to create at o.digital all these centuries later.