Five-Hundred Word Challenge 690: Back to the Beginning

Slight stabbing motion in the sounds but that’s okay as this is the building to something else. It is building to something bigger, but not so massive that it will topple over. All of this is precise and there is some gliding, but it still remains precise. It is on point. It is tight. There is a sense of the ominous, but rather than become something all-encompassing and engulfing, instead it keeps the drama and shifts it into something far more celebratory.

The voices move along with the music and blend to create something far more beautiful and moving than I had expected.

That was the end and now it’s back to the beginning, but I don’t know if I have that much time. Doesn’t matter. It’s soft, it’s warm and it seems to be heralding in the dawn of the morning upon whatever particular place on earth it is focused upon. Long stretch of drone, the brass comes out, more strings continually descend and then the chorus comes in and really enhances the celebratory feel of the whole thing. Almost sublime. Almost entirely beautiful. Rather triumphant. What a way to start an album.

Next what comes in is something a little less triumphant, but more mournful and willing to pay tribute to someone almost along the way. It rings out and reinterprets its source in a way that preserves the original intent of the song whilst carrying it into something new. Underlying melodies and meaning are brought forth and given a bit more focus and a bit more clarity. There’s something gentle and that soon is replaced by something a bit more escalating. Still gentle, but with a bit more confidence. A sense of fondness for someone long gone is more readily available to the listener and to the meaning of the song. It carries forth a beautiful tune and shapes a landscape of personality in a way.

There is more, but there is not enough space to express it all. The tunes carry forward on a small breeze and into the area around me and all I do is let it be absorbed. This is something to be experienced, as they say. Right now I am experiencing it. I am letting myself be carried away along paths of discovery and nuance and I feel as though the music is stronger than it could have been as it certainly is providing something rather satisfying to the ears, though in places perhaps it might’ve been better off being reduced in its time. There is a lot to pull out of this, but at the same time there is little in places.

That said, overall what is being heard is worthwhile. The experience provides something beautiful and highly expressive which works for the kind of music that this just so happens to be. Something rather romantic about it in places, though some of it certainly has an ugliness. It all works well together which is part of what makes it worthwhile.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:38:26

I think that I halted myself whilst writing this. There’s a bit of a struggle from around just before the halfway point to the end.

I think that if I’d been less descriptive and embraced more ambiguity this would be a much smoother read.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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