Creative Writing: The Musical

My life would be incomplete without performing music. I’ve spent time, in concert bands, in bell choirs, in school and church choirs, and singing, playing in music festivals, and in pit bands trying not to laugh my head off at the actors’ improvisations. But the art that truly speaks to my soul does not lie in creating music, it lies in dancing to it.

“It is in playing and only in playing that the individual child or adult is able to be creative and to use the whole personality, and it is only in being creative that the individual discovers the self.”(page 50) Lastly, music has already helped me grow and find myself as an individual and I can’t wait to see what the rest of my life has in store for

From the creation of harmonies to singing to instruments, music has been an abstract form of human expression. Although an auditory collection of pitches and volumes, musicians can manipulate the same notes and bring them alive for their audiences. The true emotion and energy that’s felt in music really comes from the player as feelings are transferred to and through the listener. This interaction between performer and the house is catharsis, the complete release of strong repressed emotions. Thanks to the musician, music has the ability to grasp people and cause them to sense emotions and feelings without lyrics or images even being necessary. Although it’s believed we can only hear with our ears, something about music makes it emotionally if not physically tangible. In James Baldwin’s short story “Sonny’s Blues,” a narrator certainly unaware of the impact of music invites himself to experience jazz for the first time. Baldwin uses the final scene of his story to argue that music has an effect on those who are able to experience it. Baldwin does this in one single moment by letting the fixed, practical minded, “well-intentioned” narrator experience catharsis from jazz as his growing, free-spirited brother communicates with him through jazz.

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

Usually, music from the side of the listener is heard differently, it could be appreciated but music from the side of the originator, from the person who is playing it has a different feeling. The interaction between the instruments, the players and the band in general is a beautiful thing to witness. And as the narrator explained, as one instrument beckoned to the other, as as another instrument answered with an equal amount of sonorous beauty, it created a cacophony and beautiful sounds that the singer called “the

In the first grade, I picked up a clarinet. It was my sister’s, collecting dust while waiting for me to play it. From the moment I produced my first sound, an ear-piercing squeal that frightened my dog, the path of my life took a turn for the better. I began teaching myself for the following three years, along with learning from my sister how to properly play the beautiful instrument. The music pushed me out of my comfort zone: concerts that forced me onstage, tests that made me play difficult songs, and teachers that pushed me to be an exceptional player. From the shy elementary school student I used to be to the outgoing band member I take joy in being today, music has shaped my everyday life.

When edmond got out of jail he learned of this and was destroyed so he clamed his fortoin and built his castle with a dungen, after several years edmond got him and locked him in the dungen to die. This is a fitting revenge as it was how he hurt edmonds fauther and ultamintly died because if the land lord. Now as we continue to talk about how these three men got together to purposly harm edmond? What did he do to make these men hate him so much. Well he was a decent person that was good to the comunity, these men wanted to hurt him for indaviduel reasons, one wanted his wife, one wanted to run off and make millions and edmond needed gone for that, and finaly one wanted to get rid of his fauther for personal

Farmer states, “Even so, the ability to create music filled him with a joy to large to contain. He forgot where he was.” I relate to this because music became an escape for Matt. When I’m upset I get out my violin and start playing. Matt uses music to channel his feelings which is what I do.

Although Levi was never chosen to be a “prominenten”, this did not matter as his training as a chemist turned out to be his

As a child I frequently made up little songs, and there seemed to be a constant stream of music in my head. I could see myself in the children she was observing and like them I didn’t have a framework for my experience – it was just my life. Whether it was singing while playing, tapping out some rhythm, singing at the top of my lungs to a favorite song, or goosebumps from hearing “Hall of the Mountain King”, it all felt familiar and warming. It has also made me aware of the musicking I continue to make every day in small ways here and

Goneril and Regan use Lears pride to render him homeless. They are aware that he loved Cordelia best but

What they were all responding to was the force of Levitt’s underly- ing belief: that the modern world, despite a surfeit of obfuscation, complication, and downright deceit, is not impenetrable, is not un- knowable, and—if the right questions are asked—is even more in- triguing than we think. All it takes is a new way of looking. - Stephen J. Dubner.

Cordelia’s lacking response to King Lear’s need for praised did not trigger King Lear’s descent into madness, but instead indirectly caused the events that would lead to King Lear’s self-awareness. When King Lear thrust himself out of the position and setting of absolute power, it began to become clearer that the way King Lear was acting was in no way wise. He continued acting as an all-powerful ruler, despite no longer having power. When Goneril’s servants refused to treat Lear the way he think he deserved to be treated, King Lear became angry and

Lear's actions of distributing his kingdom to his daughters (which in a patriarchal society such as Lear's is against natural law) and his rashness of expelling Cordelia and wrongly rewarding Regan and Goneril, were a violation and misreading of true nature which, from that point on, lead to the destruction and death of Lear and his family.

As the play progressed Lear's sanity went downhill, but his vision became clearer. When Goneril and Regan would not provide him with shelter during a furious storm, Lear realized that they were the daughters who did not love him. He also began to understand the words of Cordelia from the beginning of the play, he realized that she loved him too much to put into words.