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Keys in the song that is life

The sound is full. Wide. Deep. Generous. Meaningful. Its pulse resonates within me. On several levels. It is a sound which is secure. Protective and comforting. A sound which satisfies. It wraps around me. A cocoon of sound.

A while ago a group of us were talking about our favourite music. I wondered why some pieces of music, a tune. Moves me. Why does it reach into the very core of my being and for no understandable reason it fills me up. Making me catch my breath. I creep inside of myself. I quietly weep.

Perhaps some melodies, tunes or compositions, reach us because the beat is in time with our personal heart beat. Our heartbeat of life. Our own rhythms.

The first piece of classical music I ever really listened to and loved and retained.Was a piano piece. The first classical piece I heard live in concert. Was that same tune. Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No 1. Almost any piece of music which has the piano as its key sound. Talks to me.

I was pondering upon a tune the lovely Erin mentioned in a post. It reminded me that blog posts are sometimes like pieces of music. I am not able to just pop by and read posts. Their rhythms too sustain me. They play with me. Provoking and inspiring.

Why is that? Is there a connection or is it simply the cadence in the words and notes? starts proper about 1m 40secs in!


  1. Like you, I can be reduced to tears with music. I have had this tendency since I was little and I have noticed it is always when things are being played in the minor key.

    My eldest granddaughter told me she recently saw a beautiful picture of a baby animal. She told me *Granny it was so beautiful that I almost burst into tears*. I realised then that she had the same sensitive nature! Gulp.
    Enjoyed the Piano Concerto No 1 by Tchaikovsky. Have always loved it as well as many classical music. I was brought up with it.

  2. Oh shit, I was hoping when I clicked here your music would still play! I'll have to go back.

    I think we are energy, Saz. I am more and more convinced of this. And music, at its most elemental form is such. So when well matched, we've no choice but to react.

    And as such, your energy and my energy somehow pulls at each other. That's why we're able to imprint upon each other. Sometimes movies. Sometimes books. Sometimes posts, or smiles, or cadences, or smirks. It's all, in its essence, reduced to energy. If we could learn to accept one another at this level, what a beautiful world it would be.

    Now! Off to listen!


  3. I studied a lot of Debussy at school and whenever I hear Claire de Lune (sp?) it stops me in my tracks, even tho' it's over-used for corny adverts.
    The other one that is absolutely superb is the theme for Out of Africa with the violins in the background. OMG.

  4. There are some pieces of music that can reduce me to seems that music can almost touch your soul at times. I also love the way certain songs immediately bring back memories of times past.

    Lovely post Saz xx

  5. Silent Night, sung by children or solo boy soprano-opening bars of Mahler's 5th. Barber's Adagio.Rachmaninov's Vocalise...any of Cantaloup's songs of the Auvernge. Cest en Septembre sung by Gilbert Becaud and his Ce soir [je t'dit tout]
    Tchaikovsky PC no.1 was the very first piece of classical music I ever heard, hearing it I am nine years old again.

    Music touches our souls, Sazzie, and stirs our hearts to the joy of love.

  6. LOVE Vangelis ... thanks, Saz

  7. music just reaches way deep inside the soupl the way nothign else can. it transcends words. my life would be so dull without it.

  8. I don't know how it works, but I agree - there are certain pieces of music which can grab me by the throat and fill me with such emotion.

  9. Very different, thanks for sharing it. We are all getting the hang of this You Tube thingy. I've used it in my present blog and the next. Very high tech for a geriatric!

  10. Tchaikovsky is my favoite, and I love this one, too. Beautifully written post.

  11. Yes, piano music makes me very emotional. Some pieces make me cry and others just make me feel good about life.

    CJ xx

  12. Oh thank you. I've almost lost my hearing completely - but I can just about hear the melody of this Tchaikovsky piece - and for me too it was the first classical piece I really got to know and love. I'd almost forgotten it. I don't think I've heard it for at least 30 years.

  13. Saz- I think I would give up food before music. My soul pumps and yearns for it. Wish I had some talent to better partake, but then I'd be dangerous for sure. Thanks for coming by. ~rick

  14. Sometimes, when we are lucky, we can hear what Pythagoras called the music of the spheres!

  15. Sometimes, when we are lucky, we can hear what Pythagoras called the music of the spheres!

  16. Ah, the magic of music. No wonder music therapy works. It touches the soul.

    This is such a timely post for me. I am currently sitting at the laptop downloading some of my favourite classical pieces onto my i-touch. This is a big deal. Nearly six years ago I made a tape (remember them?) of my favourite classical pieces which I played all the way through my 20 hour labour ordeal. I haven't been able to listen to some of them since without bursting into tears remembering the trauma (if I'd known that then, I wouldn't have played all my favourites in the delivery room!). I've had to sing some of them since and that was difficult, so I've avoided others. Now I think I've finally reached a place where I think I can listen to them again.

  17. I can be reduced to tears by music and blogs alike. On the other hand, both can make me smile. Thanks for yours :)

  18. Music feeds my soul...and you, my dear friend, have the most exquisite taste!! This post is simply beautiful...your words harmonize beautifully with the Tchaikovsky's Concerto! You are a gift!! I am so thankful for you!!! As you can see, I've got my computer pieced together enough to leave a comment...and of course, I had to come see you, my fabulous friend!!! Love to you~Janine XO

  19. I agree - we are all beings of energy and as such, certain colours, certain rhythms and cadences, will chime with us and literally strike a chord.

    Tchaikowski does nothing for me. But Paganini speaks to me and feels like 'home'. I had to turn your vid off because it was like fingernails down a blackboard to me, and I know other people feel the same about my own choices. For instance, I love to listen to Leonard Cohen. His voice, and the tempo and rhythms of his songs are mesmerising to me, and yet I know people who want to scream after only a few bars. My husband loves Neil Young, I can't stand him.

    Interesting post!


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