Songbook

The power of music on our lives has always fascinated me. The memories it brings up, inspiration that it conjures, stories that it creates. Kurt Vonnegut once said, “Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God. It is so extraordinarily full of magic, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference” Music controls our emotions.

Whenever I go to the symphony (which isn’t as often as I’d like), I cannot take my eyes off of the conductor. Does he realize what he is doing to the audience? Does he realize he is stirring emotion? He can cause pain and fear with a few well placed notes, in the flick of his baton he can emit joy and hope to an entire crowd of strangers. All of them with different reasons for being there, all with different problems at home, all of them leaving that behind and putting their emotions in the hands of this flailing mad man. The conductor isn’t directing the winds and strings. He is directing us.

Recently, I was talking about how each of us listen to music differently with a close friend of mine. Each of us can listen to the same song and hear completely different things, have different emotions triggered, different memories brought up, and thats what brings me to this blog. I am going to do a series of short fiction essays based on the stories and memories they create. This is my Songbook.

 

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