When I write I often have to put the earphones in and listen to music. Cancels out the chatter going on around me, and it gets me in the mood.
Sometimes I change the soundtrack, and sometimes the soundtrack just stays with me all day, but this song is an exception. It has stayed with me for about three weeks. The rain we have had of late has suited the rather haunting mood of it as well.
They are amazing. Two guys who play cellos (they also did Smooth Criminal, Where the Streets Have No Name, We Found Love, and well a great deal really). What they can make come out of two cellos, sigh. I think Katie would have liked it too.
Music is precious. It speaks to people sometimes more than words do…perhaps because in a way, like emotions, it too is ineffable? I once read that people ranked music as the third most important possession. Then I thought it was strange to think that you can “possess” music. Certainly, we are spoiled with MP3 players, CDs, the radio, that music is just right there for us at all times. There was a time when you couldn’t bop around to your own mix tape, you were at the mercy of a phonograph, or an orchestra. You may have the song in your head as a memory, but it isn’t the same as listening to it again and again at your own whim letting your mind drift on to other thoughts while the music plays on.
I think the people of the 1700′s would be floored to know that today a whole orchestra can be contained in one thin bit of metal. I wonder if at times do we really appreciate these things? Can you imagine: no radio, no iPod, and no CDs? What would you do? Whistle while you work maybe…but what about those of us who do not whistle? Hum I suppose.
Perhaps there would be more composers? More musicians? After all, we would rely more upon one another for music and entertainment than we do now. I guess we can just look at history books for those answers. Many ladies were expected to know how to play some instrument or another, or sing. (Well, the upper classes were expected to, the lower classes were expected to work.)
However, today with the cuts to the arts in education we do not have so many among us who could play an instrument per se. So would we see a resurgence in funding the arts should all the iPods just stop working after some major solar flare? (More likely there would be some apocalyptic uprising and music would be the least of our concerns, but back to topic.) Despite this, we really should have more of the arts in education as current studies have shown a positive correlation of higher achievement in mathematics when people also study music (bonus: listening to things like Mozart while studying is supposed to help too).
A bit of musing for you, more like rambling I guess. Just a song stuck in my head.
To balance it though, I stumbled upon this yesterday. Catchy, and I love that Weird Al is back. This one may be the next song to get stuck in my head, though I think it is best when editing. :)
For my grammar loving friends (PS. please forgive the use of the word spastic as in the U.S. it means clumsy and has no negative connotation. Also, I make a lot of grammar mistakes. It is just fun.) Personally, I loved the innuendos. ;)