I often feel reluctant to make comments on here, because I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself, which I think I have already done a couple times. Well, that's because I'm illiterate - musically speaking. I can't read it or play it. And so I don't know how to talk about it, except in terms of how it makes me feel. But the same music can get different emotions out of different people to some extent, so speaking with authority on my "feelings" is a no-go.
I love the Sir Thomas Beecham quote:
"A musicologist is a man who can read music but can't hear it." Or another good one, "If I had my way, I would like to make people who like music, listen to it occasionally."
That's one thing I can do well, I think, is hear it. I can't explain why I like something, because I don't know how to.
My sister can read and play music, and she has told me that I can't really appreciate it as much because I'm not a musician like she is. Maybe I have an inferiority complex because I let that bother me. Most illiterate people can speak a language fluently, just not read or write it. And I think I am fluent at listening to music. I have loved listening to music from Machaut to Hertzberg and so much in between. I have so many CDs I can't count and have run out of room for already, and I can be in the mood to plop in a song cycle, a symphony, a cantata, an opera, I seem to love it in all forms. I can't get enough and I still make new discoveries. It's a journey that never ends.
Lately I've taken comfort in listening to Pettersson, whom I've just discovered, because he was one of those dirt poor wretches who made his way into the music world out of sheer will, and Swedes will only now acknowledge him after the fact. Plus his musicianship is appealing, of course.
His song cycle, "Barefoot Songs" has been having a profound effect on me. His childhood and mine I can somewhat relate to, I'll leave it at that.
And I learn a lot from many of yours expertise, so I say thank you.
I love the Sir Thomas Beecham quote:
"A musicologist is a man who can read music but can't hear it." Or another good one, "If I had my way, I would like to make people who like music, listen to it occasionally."
That's one thing I can do well, I think, is hear it. I can't explain why I like something, because I don't know how to.
My sister can read and play music, and she has told me that I can't really appreciate it as much because I'm not a musician like she is. Maybe I have an inferiority complex because I let that bother me. Most illiterate people can speak a language fluently, just not read or write it. And I think I am fluent at listening to music. I have loved listening to music from Machaut to Hertzberg and so much in between. I have so many CDs I can't count and have run out of room for already, and I can be in the mood to plop in a song cycle, a symphony, a cantata, an opera, I seem to love it in all forms. I can't get enough and I still make new discoveries. It's a journey that never ends.
Lately I've taken comfort in listening to Pettersson, whom I've just discovered, because he was one of those dirt poor wretches who made his way into the music world out of sheer will, and Swedes will only now acknowledge him after the fact. Plus his musicianship is appealing, of course.
His song cycle, "Barefoot Songs" has been having a profound effect on me. His childhood and mine I can somewhat relate to, I'll leave it at that.
And I learn a lot from many of yours expertise, so I say thank you.