If you don't know already, I've set a goal to write 200 quality words, for 21 days. They said it was the second day that was gonna be the hardest, but they're wrong. The third day is the hardest.
Music is truly the most passive of all forms of entertainment, and yet the most energizing and emotionally moving. Music has stood for all sorts of different backgrounds, and is often associated with race or lifestyle. But how can these 12 frequencies over several octaves, combined with poetry and rhythm, have such an effect upon us? This, in my opinion, is one of the great mysteries that permeate our world.
What I also ponder is people’s taste of music. While, arguably, certain songs are always beautiful despite their “genre”, most are confined to their style and will rarely be experienced or liked by people outside of that style. Why don’t people like other people’s music if it’s not the same type as their own?
Technically, distortion effects and techno beats should have little effect on what’s being played, if each note and beat is taken directly from a different song and merely transformed into a different frequency. Yet many would never listen to the excellent productions of the Vitamin String Quartet. Surely there must be some other effect occurring in the human mind. But it seems best that we’re all slightly different and critical of other people’s music choices.
I also wonder why some people insist on producing and making music when it’s obvious they can’t. But that’s something for another day.
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