Music Monologue

I lean against the window and see the empty streets and silent trees and lifeless houses pass me by. Music still in my ear, I find myself playing…….. [Song

The thought kept penetrating my mind, holding me back. A war was waging within me; a heart that desired the sweet sound of the songs I once knew, and a critical, paranoid mind afraid of letting me be hurt again.

The first section (“pre-MDMA”) begins with four subsections; each of these subsections describes a different state of emotion and level of determination in healing. “Hopelessness” (A), imitates the emptiness and numbness felt by those suffering with post traumatic stress. In an interview held by Reset.me, Nicole, one of the patients said “I was morbidly shy around new faces, timid amongst all, easily taken advantage of, and constantly feeling like a victim.” Simple, dark melodic lines express this hopelessness.

The animated beat that introduces “Drown Dreams”, an oblique, dreamy, chamber pop song, doesn’t dissemble some solemnity attached to its melody and harmonic conduction. There are a few grey clouds encircling it, but also some sunrays that make the liberation possible. Exclusively on this tune, Slavin plays synth and flutes.

The violins are my thoughts; the voices that continue to run back in forth, like a panic pulse without pause. The piano for me the comforter. The comparing of my life to some else's, saying that things could be worst. It is the soothing hug from my mum telling me everything is okay. The is cello my heavy breathing as my continue to stress about everything. At 1:20 the tempo rises; the violins expressing

Not everything comes easy in life. Sometimes you just got to have hope because if you give up what if you were almost there and you gave up almost being there. Like my poem theme is about love that he’s heart broken. In this poem is talking about a guy that was truly in loved and they left him like a dog he says in the song that the whole world turns blue that’s imagery it’s trying to say that he fell like the world is falling on him. Whit no hope of going back he’s just going to accepted that he lost and he can get her back. Also he says “Theresa rundown bar “its hyperbole it over reacting saying it rundown its nit relies saying it rundown it saying its old and hardly no one go’s.

In my opinion, in a children choir setting both the boys and girls voices sounds very similar. I think that the reason why the boys can sing at the range where the girls do sing is because they haven’t reach their puberty as yet and their larynx and vocal chord is small and thin. I felt that the texture of the choir was really thin and breathy. I can barely hear dynamics at all and it is because children cannot hear themselves well in a choir setting and tend to sing in a louder dynamic. I am so used to hearing 4-part voice (SATB) in a choir setting that sometimes it becomes very difficult to listen to some choirs performing with having the tenor and the bass line. I don’t mind listening to choir singing in unisons with very few movements but

I watched The Sound of Music at the Ahmanson theater. In the beginning a young girl was sitting on the bridge. Behind her, a beautiful scenery with blue mountains and green trees was visible. I was amazed how realistic the mountains looked and I wondered how they did it. The young girl sang a song. It was pleasant to hear such a wonderful melody as a starter. Each of the nuns began to sing “Maria is always in trouble and how do you solve a problem like Maria?” After the song ended I was a little disappointed, wishing that the singing would continue. Afterwards, Maria sang the song, “When I’m feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things, then I don’t feel so bad after all .” The song is upbeat to hear and it made me feel happy, thinking

These images along with the song’s melancholy tone immediately show

The time I’ve spent over the summer I listened to a lot of music and its was mostly hip-hop and R&B and rap, but I liked pop as well as a genre in music and while I was sulking over my old life in Wallingford school I developed a close attachment to music to deal with the emotional tension that was going on within myself. At the time school at Branford had started and I didn’t know it exactly at that time but this was the point where I was started to write music I was hooked on all the music from over the summer I guess my mind started translating beats and words and I can recall these beats and words because these became my first song ever written while I came to Branford. The periods I spent over the course of the first year at Branford had been socially and emotionally traumatic for me I cannot lie; the people there were nice some friendly and some not and I found myself alone most of the time. At these point in school I started to question myself and my social skills with others and my self-esteem continued to drop.The epiphany I had happened when I felt as though I wasn’t important anymore and when that happened I started to write songs to express these feeling inside of me;I hadn’t said anything about my days at school to anyone besides my mother, but even with her she couldn’t fully understand what I as in my situation was going

The light melody of a piano, the swift scribbling of a hand, and the kind voices between brotherly conversations; these were the three sounds that were expected from my parents. Being the eldest son between my brother and me, I was to expected to be the supreme role-model for my younger brother. I listened to my parents’ anecdotes, obeyed their every command, and committed my free time to fulfill their expectations. I desired to receive the acknowledgement of being the perfect child to my parents while also shaping myself to be a leader for my brother. Practicing the simple compositions of Bach and studying simple mathematics & English became a daily essence in order to reform myself into the ideal child for my family.

Two years ago, my grandmother died from Alzheimer’s and I wanted to do something about it. For a school “Change the World” project, I researched medical and social initiatives and discovered a non-profit organization, called Music and Memory. The movie, Alive Inside, showed how they used music to touch and “awaken” seniors suffering from dementia. I wanted to participate and developed a plan to fund-raise to provide local Alzheimer’s patients with iPods, customized with playlists with each person’s favorite music. I raised over $500 and collected a number of iPods. I did not have time to identify and get permission to meet with seniors by the conclusion of the project. The experience showed me how much could be done with motivation, focus, and a little support. I did fail to meet the goal, but the setback did not diminish my passion for music and fondness for seniors.

Music is a powerful force. Music strongly affects our emotions, brings back memories, changes the way we express ourselves, and it can even affect our health. Music shapes our personality in ways we do not notice. The following three song’s show how my life has changed and how songs can be used to retell one’s own past through someone else’s lyrics.

Music and life are diverse, with soft and soothing lullabies and large and rhapsodic thrillers. But there is no in between. Love, however, is like a symphony. Constantly rising and falling, exquisitely unpredictable, but beautiful and unique nonetheless. Dissonant, and yet still comes together to create something otherworldly. It is rare to witness a kind of love that manages to make one feel infinite. It is even rarer to have this kind of love last. Although, when people are young, they are more likely to have diminutive tastes of this love and are bound to advance the prospect of it in the future. I have been lucky enough to experience this symphony and I hope others are fortunate enough to encounter this illustrious phenomenon we all call love.

This song is pretty popular and most of the people I know have heard it before. It’s not a long song but gets the message across. It’s considered a progressive rock, and psychedelic genre. The focus for the piece isn’t so much on the instrumentals as it is the vocals because of the story it tells. When this song starts, it sounds like it is coming from an AM radio somewhere in the distance. It represents the distance between the listener and the music. The song has a six and twelve string guitar, bass, drums, piano, and a violin piece at the end. You can also hear a man coughing in the song which was probably added for more imagery of someone sitting and listening to the song on the radio, possibly trying to play along. It has a slow tempo the entire song which gives you more of a sense of