Seriously, I don't think any type of music moves me more than classical. I just love it. It evokes this illuminating euphoric feeling throughout my entire body when I hear a completely beautiful piece. Is it the fact that I am completely handicapped when it comes to playing musical instruments? (Oh how I wish I could play the piano, violin, and bass, but alas notes just don't seem to make sense to me. I don't know why, I've tried to, but it's like something just doesn't click. Even as a kid, something just didn't work. And yet, I feel such a connection to music all the time. I can move/dance and sing (quite well in fact) all on beat with perfect timing better than I can understand the certain formulation of put together sounds/harmonies/notes. Odd right?) Possibly.
But it's more than that. I can hardly even describe it properly. And come on, me not being able to find the right words is a tough one seeing as articulation and perfect words and phrases make up a huge part of my passions.
It's like it makes my brain innately tap into a hemisphere or region that causes some sort of bittersweet sentiment, yet it's such a scintillatingly beautiful feeling at the same time. It makes me want to cry and smile at the same time of how perfect a piece can be. I know it's odd to describe a feeling as beautiful because let's face it, we cannot physically see or touch feelings, but that's the only word that comes to mind when I think of how immersed in notes I become when I find myself listening to my classical/compositions playlist. That is the only way I can find to perfectly describe what I feel.
I love to hear the sounds made by a solo piano. Second would be strings of a violin. It's favorite.
I hope I may one day have the opportunity of taking piano lessons again so I may again try to make sense of something I cannot seem to understand no matter how hard I try.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
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