Music to My Ears

I like Opera and classical music sometimes. Yet, Opera comes across me to as hysterical, overwrought, melodramatic, and a wee bit depressing. I guess it’s supposed to be. It makes me weepy too. I much prefer a thumping beat, live instruments, and very little singing. The more uptempo the music, the better.

I associate classical music with dead Europeans from hundreds of years ago, like Beethoven and Handel. I’m happy to listen to them once in a blue moon. The music has a very mathematical, precise structure to it that I find interesting. Whenever I listen, I picture a glimmering fluid structure of millions of pieces, assembling and disintegrating, or people dancing (marching) around with rigid precision.

As far as modern classical music is concerned, what I do love to listen to is Andrea Bocelli. Oh my. Wow. This man’s singing is so soulful, erotic, sensous, earthy, and romantic.

A handful of years ago, I was in Las Vegas, in front of the Bellagio, when I heard for the first time ever! Con Te Partiro (Time to Say Goodbye). This awesome song was played in sync with the hotel’s water fountain. It was a marvelous feat of technology, creativity, art, and music. Once I got home I did a search on the Internet to find out what the song was.

I also like listening to Sarah Brightman, who sang with Andrea Bocelli, but I love me some him.

I’m also going to get my hands on the soundtrack to Slumdog Millionaire.