Music

Cherry

By Ewan

Thu, 12 Oct 2023
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I             love             music          
though it’s a mystery to me,
a language I don’t speak
nor even understand,

                        I stave off the anger
                        that I cannot read
                        what is written
                        on the lines
                        or between them.
                        I’ll never find the key
                        -there are too many.

                                ♪                                                                    

I hear goblins in Grieg
and miracles in Mozart,
brilliance in the blues
and joy in jazz.                            Three chords can be enough,
                                               Everything is fine in ¾ time.

                                                 ♫      

            
  Every                                                                                                                                                                                 For
         Good                                                                                                                                                                                                    Anything
                 Boy                                                                                                                                                                                               Composed                  
                       Deserves                                                                                                                                                                                                    Exists                      
                                Favour                                                                                         

between the bass and treble clef.

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Comments

Submitted by marandina on

"Goblins in Grieg" We should all go to the Hall of the Mountain King given a chance.

As creative a poem as I'll see today. Nicely done, Ewan. Paul

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 definitely.

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I wonder sometimes whether technical knowledge - or a bit at least - may take the mind to the details and hinder the enjoyment and 'hearing' of the whole. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 a bit is probably fine. I don't know much, but it doesn't stop my enjoyment of it. I do feel I'm missing something, since my linguistic ability has never allowed me to learn to read music. It's the only language I've tried to learn that has defeated me. Perhaps that's why I love music so much, it remains mysterious to me.

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Submitted by lenchenelf on

Inspired. My son and daughter had an innate ability to pick out the patterns in music, daughter taught herself to sight read music at age seven; son was ascribing numbers rather than musical notation to Bach at age 20mths  he could "hear it", both have perfect pitch. Sadly, I hadn't the talent or finance to support their astonishing ability at that time. I often wonder if  what we hear is so very different as a result, though my enjoyment dances along with yours, and many others like us I think.

Good stuff

L xx

 

Submitted by Kris on

How the hell you thought that up & then penned so artfully... but I'm not asking just, just reading it & enjoying it. .. well done*

Ok.. was it over a Pint ? Did you dream it? or did you actually take some music lessons?... never mind...

wink

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 in the day. Very good it was too.

I did two years of music theory in grammar school but dropped it in the 3rd year, I couldn't understand any of it. I had a trumpet and a very poor lip, AKA embouchure - which term I only discovered, when listening to jazz, many years later. I gave that up after a couple of months.

I faff about on guitar, but would never do it in public or in front of animals.

Good to hear from you Kris.

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