Listening to Baroque music. Not the J-rock band. Currently listening to Albinoni's Adagio for Organ and Strings. This piece puts me into a trance like only a truly startlingly beautiful meal for the ears can. My ears are fully open and consume every note like those desperate to cling to life. My mind goes black and the colors of the music flow inside as if water blessed by the angels. My throat fights back tears, not because it is obviously a sad piece, but because my body can hardly take the powerful fragility it feels as this piece exposes little remembered secrets of my soul. I first heard this as a child, in the back seat of our car on my way to elementary school. My parents had stacks and stacks of classical, baroque, romance, all of those kinds of music in the glovebox compartment of the car. These kinds of music are the soundtrack of my childhood. I think if someone were to make a movie of my life, the music would be too beautiful to bear, and the scenes too sad to see.
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