“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.”
Writing may be a solitary endeavour, but rarely is it a silent one, not even when you’re sitting in a great library. The sights, scents and sounds of books and of people going about their individual endeavours colours ones sense in a way that sitting in your favourite room, listening to music can rarely do.
While I’ve never been a fan of having music blasting in my ears as I write, sitting on a hill overlooking an outdoor amphitheatre while a concert is underway or at the back of the room in a nightclub while the musical entertainment for the evening performs… the sights, sounds and scent of the world adds far more colour and texture to the words I would put on the page than if I were simply staring at a computer screen or page of a notebook.
There is a lot to be said for music. As a musician, I know that the range of emotions I can express with my voice or musical instruments are far greater than those I can using words on a page, and I also know the creative effect of the emotions music can invoke in writers, artists and other musicians.
And so, today, we present a little musical interlude from Caldera. I hope you enjoy it and I wish you a great weekend.
If you’re not behind on your deadlines, get out and listen to a live performance. It will change the way you listen to music… and the way you write.