Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Remembrance of things past
I was discussing music this morning with Adam Garrie, a fellow blogger almost as tireless as I am. There was no particular depth to this exchange, mostly some light banter. But I happened to mention that I liked Russian composers like Borodin and Rimsky-Korsakov.
Thinking about the latter the very first piece of romantic music I fell in love with was Scheherazade, his symphonic suite based on the Tales of the Arabian Nights. Mother and I used to listen to it when I was little as she told me the most wonderful stories night after night, just like Scheherazade herself. I still can't listen to some of the themes without feeling tears welling up. I delight in the sheer beauty combined with a remembrance of things past.