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?

...it starts proper about 1m 40secs in!

PHOTOSTORY FRIDAY - A Sage Evening

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A few months ago my husband surprised me by agreeing to accompany me

 to my first Classical concert at The Sage, Gateshead

An evening of music including Elgar's Enigma variations 

and my very favourite classical piece 

Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No1. 

Performed by St Petersburg Philharmonic Orchestra, reputedly the best!?

The tickets have sat on the mantelpiece since they arrived. 

I rearranged my working week and then on Monday 

my husband contracted a nasty virus and he couldn't take me.

Surprisingly however my 16 yr old daughter offered to go with me, 

she seemed very genuine in her offer. 

I prevaricated a while considering the weather, 

the roadworks,  the drive (again as we were there Friday see post).

With excitement gathering for both of us, we got ready, 

filled the car with petrol, 

at which inopportune time I realised I had left my debit card in Tk maxx 's machine,

undaunted I paid cash and we were on our way.

We made great time and daughter was  whizz  at navigating. We arrived and parked.

We were both agog at the beauty of the building before us...

this is a online pic as it was by now dark and I only

 had my phone/camera, 

so sorry if this is cheating but I do have other pics.

Inside the 'foyer' I attempted to take pics,

 most were a bit fuzzy, 

but I hope you can see something of the fab design.

The hall was lovely and had a personal feel, it didn't feel huge. 

The design I'm sure lent to this impression.

The ceiling looked to me rather like piano keys, very apt I thought!

And this is teh first photo  I took, which I think sums up my excitement. 

My daughter told me I was actually shaking as we walked  across to The Sage.

The concert was awesome and a tad overwhelming hearing the music for real!

My throat and chest went tight and my heart pounded, I thought for a moment I might cry.

 Moannie told me it would feel like that.

 I had no idea! We were both blown away.

 Another memory created!

And daughter of mine,  thanks for coming with me,

 I'm thrilled you loved it too,  you continue to amaze, surprise and impress me,

and even if you were the youngest there by nearly 40 years...

...you ROCK!!

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