Random Thoughts...
On Music
When we think of music, we tend to think of orchestrated or composed
sounds, using conventional musical instruments or devices designed to
present or create sound effects. The more I think of music, the more I can include
other sounds in my broader definition. For example, there's a Northern Mockingbird who wakes me some mornings with his
chatter. The variety of sounds he makes in his dialog with other birds and
with me as I walk in the garden is entertaining and certainly musical.
I've also got a terrific fondness for the buzzing sounds of the insects
that are polinating the plants in my garden. What an amazing process and
how precious these creatures are to me who cause my flowers to bloom and
fruits and vegetables to grow. Then there are cat purrs. I don't know if
there is a sound quite so comforting and peaceful as that. And did you
ever consider how unique each cat purr sounds?
As for the more conventional types of music, I love Blues. It strengthens my spirit and feeds my soul. There is
something about it that mimics, in both the physical sensation and the sound, the feeling of my heart (or soul) under
emotional circumstances. It almost always takes me 'somewhere'.
When I was very young, I thought classical was
terrific with all the structure and height and depth, but I really don't enjoy
it any
longer. Life is just not structured and while I can understand how people
need the strength of the classical style of music, it doesn't touch me any
longer. Most music that I hear playing, I tend to simply tune out - it
becomes like white noise to me. There are some styles that disturb me as
well - I can't tune them out because there is something annoying about
them. These are most often styles where there is a continual repetitive aspect to
the pieces.
For me, contrary to many music fans, I want music to mold itself to my
spirit; to lay itself around me and envelope whatever is happening in my
world. I want to connect with the melodies and lyrics and re-experience my
life. I don't want an escape, but a validation and a path to move on.
Blues music does that for me.
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