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the first is not really for enjoying the music but merely for judging the music. I can appreciate music from the mind and from my emotional self. draggin me forward to work (although it does not look as if I’m dragging myself forward. Normally I dont’get up that early and this forces already something inside of me that prevends me from being myself. I’m very aware of the fact that work interferes quite often with my private self. maybe throw in some money (depends on how rushed I’d be, or how comatic I’d still be (not on yet) but probably would not stop to listen (only a few mornings when of to work Ã’d be capeable to see to that). would have a look at the person, would not recognize the guy as I don’t know the guy, but would wonder. Ofcourse there will be people who only will appreciate music when they are not in their normal self. Music can trigger someone very well, but forced out of bed on a time that was not your own choice already leads to the fact that you are not in your normal self anymore. Might not be capeable to see to it while on their way to their job. Most on their way to work are already out of their normal selfes. If they don’t stop, you’ll know it is because they’re ignoring the music, not because they have somewhere to be. That way, people aren’t going to walk on by because they have a pressing need to get somewhere. I think they should have conducted the experiment in a shopping mall, or a high street. So it’s really not a very fair location for an experiment like that. At least not without you getting into trouble. If you have somewhere to be, you might WANT to stop and listen, but the people you’re supposed to meet, the class you’re taking, the punch clock at work - those won’t really wait. On the other hand, I understand the people in the subway station. Poetry makes your brain work in a different ‘mode’, where things suddenly connect across logical boundaries. If I can’t get an angle for an essay or a thesis at university, I write a poem or a song about the subject, first. If I can’t admire whatever pretty things life throws at me, it’s not much sense going outside at all.īesides, poetry is very useful. I still stop when I find a dead bumblebee or a nice-smelling flower. Why don’t we stop and look? Because others will look at us. Wonder, poetry, thinking along paths less traveled by - it’s only ‘choked out of you’ if you let it. If any of you were at the filming for the first episode of The Event last night, then thank you for coming and I hope you enjoyed yourselves. Well worth a read – it celebrates all types of music, so there’s no need for specialist classical knowledge. Which may be true, though in both cases, clearly much depends upon the quality of the performance.Īpropos of such things, I recently read a terrific book called This is Your Brain on Musicwhich is an extraordinary insight into music and how it works upon us. Harris sees the work of the magician as a way of taking people back to an almost primal state of wonder. A similar thought has been raised concerning magic by a great magician called Paul Harris: that a baby is constantly surprised at his world, and that as we grow up and learn about our environment, we experience astonishment less and less. (I’m tempted to try a similar thing in London to see how it works with Europeans.)Īt one point, the journalist talks about infants having an innate delight in the rhythms of music and poetry which is ‘choked out of us’ as we grow up. It’s a splendid modern demonstration of the question of context and presentation in art, and what is required to form aesthetic appreciation. I love this article and find it very moving. Playing some of the greatest music the human race has created, one of the finest violinists in the world anonymously busks: will his art cut through the rush and bustle of the commuters’ morning? Will a crowd form? A wonderful experiment conducted in a Washington DC Metro station.