A lot has been written and said about Music already, but there is hardly anything more tempting than the calculated and sometimes free handout swift strokes on the grand piano or a flute. No one really is unaware of the mystical bewitching depths of the Music that can unwind, make you fall in love, set you free or can pull you out of all your worries.
Victor Hugo a French poet, playwright, novelist, essayist, visual artist, statesman, human rights campaigner, and perhaps the most influential exponent of the Romantic Movement in France once said “Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.”
A strange thing that makes music even more special is its definition and nature—everywhere people are playing and listening to meaningless tonal patterns, and still remain occupied and preoccupied for almost entire life, what they call ‘music.’
Music evolved as an enormous form self expression which further become an intrinsic part of cultures and further more grew to become a culture itself. Music is emancipation of free will and that moves beyond boundaries, heart to heart connecting humans with the delicate notes and powerful meaning.
The philosophers intended to evaluate and fathom into this so-called ‘music,’ and found it even more interesting when they did so. Where on one hand they said is in some way efficacious to humans and is free from a certain defined concepts, and makes no propositions; it lacks images, symbols, and the burden of language. It has no power of representation but great power of self expression it is both feeble and strong on the same time. It has no relation to the world. And on the other hand few explained ‘We listen to music with our muscles.’ It is evident in all of us—we tap our feet, we ‘keep time’, hum, sing along or ‘conduct’ music, our facial expressions mirroring the rises and falls, the melodic contours and feelings of what we are hearing. Yet all this may occur without our knowledge or volition.
Every aspect of music contributed to make it a more emphatic and like Nicholas Sparks said “If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music; making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.”
than world would turn into a musical abode.
Victor Hugo a French poet, playwright, novelist, essayist, visual artist, statesman, human rights campaigner, and perhaps the most influential exponent of the Romantic Movement in France once said “Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.”
A strange thing that makes music even more special is its definition and nature—everywhere people are playing and listening to meaningless tonal patterns, and still remain occupied and preoccupied for almost entire life, what they call ‘music.’
Music evolved as an enormous form self expression which further become an intrinsic part of cultures and further more grew to become a culture itself. Music is emancipation of free will and that moves beyond boundaries, heart to heart connecting humans with the delicate notes and powerful meaning.
The philosophers intended to evaluate and fathom into this so-called ‘music,’ and found it even more interesting when they did so. Where on one hand they said is in some way efficacious to humans and is free from a certain defined concepts, and makes no propositions; it lacks images, symbols, and the burden of language. It has no power of representation but great power of self expression it is both feeble and strong on the same time. It has no relation to the world. And on the other hand few explained ‘We listen to music with our muscles.’ It is evident in all of us—we tap our feet, we ‘keep time’, hum, sing along or ‘conduct’ music, our facial expressions mirroring the rises and falls, the melodic contours and feelings of what we are hearing. Yet all this may occur without our knowledge or volition.
Every aspect of music contributed to make it a more emphatic and like Nicholas Sparks said “If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music; making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.”
than world would turn into a musical abode.
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