Music and perception

I completed a 45 odd day long frenetic run across the country few days ago. This post resonates with what went through on that run. I was overwhelmed, overjoyed, exuberant, sometimes outright sad. Travel when done with music helps me experience my immediate surrounding much more than I would do when I am not listening to music but the rambling of my uncontrollable mind. Music helps me connect to the NOW. About my connection with the artist, I have never desired to know the artist who has created or is playing the music. I listen to music that I can connect with. Most of the music I could connect with has had its origins from South East Asia and some western classical music. This post reminds me to write of my time on the road, which was spent gazing out of windows and windscreens while listening to a wide variety of music.

An effect of pursuing liberal arts is that one’s mind is no more disengaged with the heart. (yes, that typical problem with modern education). Pursuit of any form of art or art itself as an experience, as a conscious consumption works as a bridge between the left and the right brained orientations that psychology talks about. Bridging of these two sides has interesting consequences in life, which are at times thoroughly satisfying. For instance, one’s conception of music as an experience.

Why do eyes well up listening to some people play music? Never knowing who the violinist in Song from a Secret Garden is, but riding with that song a full five hundred kilometers on the road stopping, crying, gazing into stunning landscapes, letting the tears get absorbed by the balaclava covering your face and repeating it all in that order?

And so with Ustad Bismillah Khan whose shehnai can…

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