In my music history class, we’re learning about the operas of the enlightenment and how they are supposed to evoke strong emotion in audiences and create relatable scenarios. When I’m think about it in class, to me it seems like such an obvious thing. Of course music should draw these noble and overwhelming feelings out of people, but that was something that took time to realize, starting in the Baroque Period.
I’m currently in my room with First Aid Kit on my record player and I can feel those feelings. Music is so powerful and so capable of getting thoughts across that can’t simply put into words (even though music has lyrics, which are words, but you know what I mean, so pretend that didn’t happen). I don’t know if it is different from person to person, but for me, music is how I express myself, through my words or the words of someone else. Maybe it takes practice, listening to music over and over, before you are able to have these feelings come to the surface so easily. I’m really not sure. However, I think that music is so capable of so many amazing things.
Sometimes I think I’m a rarity. I talk about music so much and get so excited and moved by it so quickly. I’m constantly talking about music and listening to music. Luckily, my roommate is awesome and has gotten used to my impassioned and a bit crazy chats about new music, new artists and festivals.
But at the end of the day, I know I am not a rarity. I know music does this to everyone. It certainly has the power to. I guess that is why I think it is so silly that the people who lived long ago didn’t view music as a medium to help and move people, but then again, maybe the reason why there is emphasis on evoking emotion now is because it took so long to find. Finally, people have found the missing piece that they were searching for and that is an awesome thing.
Also, in case you were wondering, I am now officially late for class. THANKS MUSIC THANKS WORLD THANKS KERSCORNER…… heeeeelp.