Have you ever stood transfixed - not wanting to move....
You've been listening to your favourite music and the next song begins - The familiar strains of a thousand nights, inexplicably and magically transports you to a place , today , that it does not seem to have taken you to before...
You stop what you are doing and drink in a sound that is so so so very rich.... The present moment is everything suddenly-and you want to lose yourself in that slow plucking of the guitar -
The sublime strumming - You smile - the comfort it seems to bring - Deceptive. You have no inkling of the storm that it is only just beginning to stir up in you - Then the voice begins and you close your eyes - shut them tight . You ache to drown out everything else- including the memories that might be flooding back...
The lyrics you always loved suddenly acquire new meaning - you feel the song is yours. No.You know that it's yours -no one can understand it like you do now - It was written for you , for this very moment . And the music , Oh the music - it is so beautiful it almost hurts... You reach over to increase the volume - the loudest you can manage it , not even opening your eyes to do that, if you can help it - you think to yourself that you are going to play the song over and over and over again - maybe until the day ends and you drop from exhaustion despite wanting to keep awake - Upon which, You kick yourself for missing that one note because you spent that microsecond thinking that thought instead of just listening... And drowning...
Every pore of your skin now seems to breathe the rhythm... And you feel more alive than you have ever been... You rise and fall with each note... You ride the wave - And let the music carry you - But as the intensity increases , you feel you need to hold on to something - yourself even - The angst in the voice has touched its crest and the chords it strikes in you are too many to be fully conscious of at once . But you want to be - you want both song and time to dilate...
The words continue to spin in your head - their profundity , simplicity , beauty , love and harmony hit you so deep , all at once you discover depths of feeling you did not know existed .
Intuitively , you know that this piece had to have been written in those rare moments when the musician IS his music and there is no ego .....
For those minutes, you are the response - The response that the inspired musician spends his life trying to evoke...
Humility descends upon you in those moments and you realise how truly fragile you must be for the music to be able to rock the safely harboured ship of your consciousness enough to un-anchor it .... But perhaps it is the music that is just so powerful.
Friday, August 19, 2005
Trance.....
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As a (fellow) music fan, I can relate to all of that, I know I've felt this way about music that I've listened to, but my god I wouldn't ever be able to express how I felt about it as evocatively as you just have.
Upon which, You kick yourself for missing that one note because you spent that microsecond thinking that thought instead of just listening...
:-)
For those minutes, you are the response
I read this and just had to stop and think, in wonderment, about how... perfectly you put that.
the writing gets better and better
>> Anon: Wow...High praise indeed. Thank you.. It's amazing that you appreciate how I feel.. And it's wonderful to be told..:-)
>>Swapnil: Hey.. thank you - nice to know you still visit my blog.. Hope virginia is treating you right..
as insisted upon...i shall leave typed proof of how i enjoyed this post rather than just saying i did..
like anon here...i loved the
for those minutes, you are the response.
its something everyone feels and to be able to put that so nicely is brilliant!! and for certain...almost everyone will be able to relate to whats being sid here...
one of your best i should say...:)
A new post, at LONG last. I'd keep checking, just to see the one on childhood love!! Welcome back!! :) - unless I missed some posts in between.
Btw, who's music gives u the kinda feeling you just put into words?
lovely post. brings out the sublimity of the experience so well. wishing you manifold moments of musical madness.
>>Meera: You don't have to SAY you left a comment just because I asked you to... lol.. I know you did.. but , anyway, merci beaucoup mon amie...
>>Siddhu: Seems like you did miss a couple of posts in between.. anyway.. I, intentionally , did'nt mention the music i was listening to when i wrote this because i wanted everyone to (hopefully) remember the music that makes them feel the way i did when i wrote this... and not associate it with the particular music that i mentioned.. Out of curiosity.. is there any music that you like this much??
>>Andy: Hey.. thank you...
confused>> awesome post babe..
The words continue to spin in your head - their profundity , simplicity , beauty , love and harmony hit you so deep , all at once you discover depths of feeling you did not know existed
so wat know wat u mean..
btw do u remember pehala nasha?? one of the most unforgettable moments of my life.. and thanks a lot.. i'm truly very for that..
alwayz..
There are times when you view something and you actually feel your life being enriched. Then, there are times when some things go well beyond that. Your post made me feel lucky to be given a chance to experience such wealth, such riches. For someone who succumbs to the awesome power of music with an obscene regularity, the choreography of your post was incredible. You should be really proud of yourself, for you have scientifically recreated an experience, an experience that is religious in every sense of the term. Reading that post was a sublime experience in itself…The adage ‘Pen is mightier than the sword’ has found itself an ardent believer and you have just become the high priest of my edifice of worship………
>>Gayatri: Babe...Don't thank me and all that... What crap...
And glad you liked the post da... Stop by more often.. Hopefully i will be writing a lot more..
>>Siddharth: Now where do I begin... (Trying to stop from turning a deep shade of scarlet...lol)
First of all , Thank you!!You are much too kind...
But more importantly , I (my writing and this post ) am wholly undeserving of such lyrical and extremely high praise!!
But then again...If that is what you really think... Let me not inhibit you from speaking out...lol.. And what can I say?? I am flattered no end!!!
Seriously, siddharth...I can't ever take myself so seriously as to actually believe you like the post as much as you seem to indicate!!! But I'm glad if you do..so Thanks again!!!
Godlevel da merc...
I always thought there were certain things that just couldnt be put in words...
maybe u could drop physics and take this up full time....cause if there is more where this came from then why waste it.
Good writing(almost poetical). Makes me sorry that i havent felt this way before(im a cynic thro and thro).also read other comments....hope your head remains intact..lol.Good luck with all your future endeavours.
>>Dasan: Kettle,(lol...) thanks da... why the hell are'nt you writing your own blog anymore...??
>>Swapnil: Stop taking jabs at my physics da..lol...but thanks for the veiled compliment nonetheless.. unfortunately i think i have only just enough to make this a good past time...
>>Anon: Thank you... And you are right.. I could have let my head swell,(maybe it even did for a couple of seconds) unfortunately I would be quite aware that i was deluding myself.. So, yeah , i bask in the compliments but it stops with feeling great that people seem to like what i have written...
And too bad about your being a cynic... maybe someday something will come along that will let you feel with glorious abandon...
The musician becomes his music.
I feel this obligation to just enlist myself among people who have commented on this lovely post,because i passionately love music and have experienced those microseconds and most of the emotions that you talk about so beautifully.music is so immense that one feels small to talk about it,"no matter what one starts with it ends up being so much less" after i write about music i feel i have not done a good job and what a blunder it ahs been to talk in such a shallow way about it.
I personally love those seemingly small sounds hidden in shadows,they reveal themselves after listening to the song for half a day,and the songs that grow,in intensity within the duration of the song and also those which grow on my mind after listening to for hours.
lovely post indeed.
Thank you.That was indeed beautiful.
just one word. brilliant!
Potato
"nice command over language .....
and a very free flowing thought process too....."
looking forward to reading more of ur posts.... :)
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