Everyone's heard me talk about this before, but of course the thing that really geeks me out is music. There's something about a good piece that takes my mind away from my body. I can feel it in my bones (that might be due to the amount of rosin that must be in my bloodstream), and it swells in my heart in a remarkable way.
Music will always make me feel better. I've had days when my head hurts or I feel sick, but when I leave orchestra, I realize that I don't feel sick anymore. It might just be distracting my brain from the pain, but I'm convinced it's acting as a sort of medicine (again, the rosin might be a factor).
Listening to string music especially gets to me. Whenever I hear a song with string instruments, especially the deep, strong tones usually produced by violas (of course) and cellos, my interest piques. I'm like a dog who hears the doorbell; I can't help but be intrigued.
Music is one of the only things that makes me cry, and it does so regularly. Sometimes, it's because of the meaning of the lyrics, but sometimes it's the music itself. Well-scored movies and musicals do this, with soaring melodies and raw emotion in the musicians. It's truly magical.
I also often associate people or memories with music. For instance, I can't listen to any music from Beauty and the Beast without tearing up, because of the wonderful time I had playing the piano for the musical last year. I also think of certain people when I hear certain songs, either because I have a memory with the person and the song, or the song just reminds me of them, and it forces me to hear the song in a new way.
I have no idea why music captivates me so much. Maybe because I have an ancestor who was a composer, or maybe because I was just meant to be a musician, but it has always had a profound effect on me.
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