Love is in the Music
I am sure the lady in the minivan behind me earlier today was annoyed that I was barely going the speed limit. I didn't really care either, I had nowhere to be. And even if I did, I always leave with extra time to spare. Besides, I was having a deep conversation with myself inside my head. For a brief moment of time, I was without worry and stress, because I was determined to figure this hypothesis of mine out with the proof to explain it to you. What if? What if, it is possible to fall in love with a piece of music? The conditions would have to be absolutely perfect, I suspect. The melody, the timbre, tempo, and the connection to the piece the performer conveys. To demonstrate this point, I think back to a voice lesson I had to prepare for my audition at the University of Miami. I has chosen two musical theater pieces: Wishing you Were Somehow Here Again from the Phantom of the Opera and I Dreamed a Dream from Les Miserables (Les Miz as the cool kids called it back then). I wa...