Then, instead of just swooning over Tchaikovsky, or weeping over Shostakovich, or melting to the MJQ, I would actually understand why the music these men, but alas no women so far, have such an effect on me? There is no doubt that a certain arrangement of notes and chords can have a profound emotional effect on us - but how or why? Alas, if only I had paid more attention to the late 'Dave' Stannard, a music teacher who deserved much better than me as a pupil, I might have understood! Whatever, the fact is that certain musical sounds exert immense emotional responses on all but the totally tone deaf and I, for one, remain deeply grateful if totally puzzled as to why!
As far as I know I have absolutely no Highland Scots ancestors but the piece of music which brings me undone every time is "Flowers of the Forest" played by a lone piper.
I first heard it at a service funeral way back in 1960 and unfortunately have heard it all too often in the following 34 years.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXIrbchBwqI
Posted by: AussieD | Wednesday, 07 July 2021 at 11:53
A crochet is what my gran used to make wooden baby bonnets and a quaver is on of those horrible puffy cheesy things. You’re welcome.
Posted by: Wigner’s Friend | Wednesday, 07 July 2021 at 13:43
I always thought that a crochet was a female crotch and a quaver was a cheesey potato crisp. But then, I've led s sheltered life
Posted by: Penseivat | Wednesday, 07 July 2021 at 23:21