One of my best friends is working on getting a music degree, so music is something we talk about quite often. Her music and my music are usually incredibly different, and I wanted to get a closer look at what she appreciated about hers so much. My friend, my sister, and I went to two concerts last night. Both were piano and I had basically no idea what was going on. I couldn’t tell you who played, or what they were playing, but I can tell you that it was an amazing experience.
I was exhausted all day (my youth group had a lock-in the night before), so really listening to the music wasn’t that hard. I easily spaced out, and a couple minutes into the first piece I couldn’t stop writing haiku after haiku. For some reason the music reminded me of Alice in Wonderland and the confusion that she experienced while she was there.
I don’t think what I wrote really makes any sense. It only seems like a fragment of a story, but it really helped me realize how powerful music can be. Everything I wrote was based off the feelings I had and the things that that music reminded me of. After yesterday, I really did learn how to appreciate music. I learned how to “see” things, and imagine things, and turn simple vibrations into something that means so much to so many people. Let’s just say, last night was a total success. I’ll be posting revised versions of the haiku, in order by piece, for the next five days or so.