Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Why I love being a musician

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The storytelling power of music is sometimes more effective than bumbling words on a page. There's a degree of sadness that dreads explanation, and can only feel true empathy through wordless means.  Words are too much, too little. Music almost understands. And leaves it at that. A common feeling without restrictions of word choice. It doesn't try to pity or restructure or rationalize. What happened has happened, and it is worth mourning. (On the subject of "Music of War")

I asked my boyfriend, Peter, his thoughts on various themes for my future conducting recital.  This is a snippet of what he replied.  He has such a way with words!   I was moved, and I came to realize - this is what I love about music!  I love many things in life - I love reading, I love books, I love science, I love art.  But there is just something about music....

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Listen (the photo is a questionable choice, but the recording is lovely):



I have since decided to do Faure's Requiem for my graduate conducting recital next spring.  

"It has been said that my Requiem does not express the fear of death and someone has called it a lullaby of death. But it is thus that I see death: as a happy deliverance, an aspiration towards happiness above, rather than as a painful experience." Gabriel Faure - From Wikipedia

It is a beautiful and moving work which reminds me of the freedom I have because of Christ's sacrifice, of knowing that I do not have to fear death.  I am so excited to start learning this wonderful work of art.  

The only question that remains is how on Earth am I going to find the forces needed, much less be able to afford them???

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