So, I can't resist. Never has the blank screen possessed such an attraction for me. I've hated writing since I was eight, but I seem to be rediscovering it 11 years later.
So, music. Why do I like it so much? I think it is the purest expression of feelings and emotions that exists. Music can shape a person's reactions to things, like the score of a film. Let's face it, horror and suspense thrillers like Jaws or Psycho would not be nearly as terrifying without their very distinctive scores. In choral music, if the thrill of singing with a group is not enough and the choir director is smart, the piece will come to life in the room. the notes will swirl around you, lifting your soul out of your body to hear it better. It is the best feeling in the world, crying for joy while standing in the middle of 100 people all singing the same piece of music.
For songs by one's favorite artist, one appreciates the tune, the lyrics, the story behind the song, even the music video. I love Lady Gaga because her songs are catchy and because she doesn't care what people think. i hope to get to a point where I can emulate some of her daring and self-confidence. I love Enya because her music is calming like listening to the ocean waves at night. I love Katy Perry because I can totally rock out to her music when I'm alone in my room (and Gaga too for that matter).
I search for the beauty in music, either in consonance (sounding nice and harmonious) or dissonance (strikes the ear in an unexpected way, two or more notes that are very close together and seem to fight with each other). I always try to explain how music makes me feel, but it is not really possible to put into words.
I leave you with an unusual piece, also from a recent concert. To the Mothers in Brazil: Salve Regina. It is more complicated than it initially sounds. See what you can hear.
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen adieu!
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