April 13, 2008
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over studying music in the last few months, i thought to myself that theres seems to be no reason to regret spending the precious years we have alive to study the works of the greatest composers of all time; to analyze, appreciate and communicate in this language of emotion and human will that god has left for us. what a noble and beautiful task.
but during a rehearsal last week, our professor said something that moved me to think a little further. he asked for the musicians to concentrate and commit to each note of the score, cause it’s the final time he will be conducting this particular symphony. he might have meant that it’s the last time he’ll conduct that for the day.. but none the less my idea of music being the symbol of eternal hope and meaning was totally dismantled before me in those few seconds. there’re countless symphonies out there that are begging to be performed over and over again - but we only have that much time to choose to put a little portion of that into realization.
it’s absolutely mindblowing to me, that the contemplation and execution of such transcendant, eternal works of music, are so delicately handled by frail human arms such as ours; and that the composers of these great monumental works that attest the strength of the human spirit, these humble messengers that dictate god’s language of music, have been long gone.
what a thought!
if apart from god, there is the image of utter hopelessness even in the face of what could be the greatest pursuit of man; how thankful should we be of his grace! how elegant is his love in comparison.
