I often wonder if i really love music, or its just a line i say to myself.
I play the piano, and now, the cello. I am greatly moved by music, sometimes to tears. The vibration strikes a chord in me.
When i hear a song, in my head – i hear the breakdown of all the instruments contributing to the song, i hear the beat, i can tell you the rhythm of the song. If classical, i can probably tell you the era of which it was written and who was the composer.
When i play an instrument, it just brings me to another dimension, and i’ve always wondered how ‘gifted’ am i.. haha. Lately, i’ve been learning a new piece (Bach Cello Suite 3), and boy, it is been a journey. Sometimes I would keep these songs being played as i head to bed, hoping my unconscious brain picks it up, and hopefully.. hopefully my mind and body learns it before my eyes does.. so … learning is a little easier.
While i was napping the other day, my sister told me that i was humming a song for about 2 minutes right before i started snoring.. hahahh. I’m so impressed with my brain, and the fact that it does help me in mastering the piece.