Saturday, March 28, 2009

On Music.

Music, yes. One of my lesser vices, if it truly deserves that title. If nothing else, the guitar lurking in my house is glaringly tempting to reach for in the middle of an important piece of work or study. Such inane devices as iPods and handphones are classed as "technology", and are hence deemed too complicated to turn on, let alone blast music on them.

Music can feed and awaken the soul. Particularly those that seem almost composed for that purpose. One of my favourites for entering a trance-like state where it seems that I'm far more relaxed than usual is Cloud Age Symphony; it's relaxing and not at all taxing on the brain.

Music can also enrage people. For example, most modern pop songs sound terrible to my ears. They sound worse when people try to sing off-key. They sound even more horrendous blasted across half an MRT carriage. And they sound downright [DATA EXPUNGED] when rammed unwillingly through everyone's ears via an "advanced" sound system at concerts. Ever wonder about those stampedes at pop concerts? My theory, they were all ignited by angry people trying to find rotten tomatoes (or just about anything) to jam the speakers with.

Being in a musical group, it's also hard to talk about music without talking about playing the same. CANON IN D! A spammable song that can go on for practically all of forever until baryons decay. Crazy songs like RV522 Concerto in A Minor (a minor? Which minor?) where finger incapacitation can be easily achieved by playing the solo at crotchet = 100+. Relaxing pieces like Radical Dreamers (Thanks Aza!) and Blue Bossa chords.

So I didn't really talk much, but this will have to do for a post. Just a random post to clear my systems.