Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Of Stories and Debussy

I'm not a great listener of “Classical” music, more modern classics, such as Elvis, Guy Mitchell and the musical re-tellings of Andre Rieu taking first place within my heart. Yet there are days where the peaceful flow of the music of the Romantic and Impressionist eras are what I crave.

So I go and uncover the worn collection of classical records (not literally records of course because I listen to music on my laptop and back then we listened to Cd's and later the computer) from my childhood.

First, I play a Hungarian Rhapsody, which also happens to be the one most recently listened to. I've listened to it a dozen times of late because Osbert Gaunt in The Daughter Pays plays one, and ever since my first reading of it the strength and passion of the song sends me away to the dark of an English evening a hundred years ago. I'm there looking in upon the sitting room where Virginia (the heroine) lies upon the couch looking out into the stars of the night, the firelight flicking around her, the swell of the song sending her spirit in flight with the freedom of the stars.

Music and story are so earnestly intertwined: the theme song of a movie that you love (or don't) but for which the song still makes you laugh or weep in ecstasy as the case may be (Love Me Tender anyone?), the endless round of a tune stuck in your head when one is attempting to sleep, and the music of a wedding day.

The treble notes of Debussy's Clair De Lune flutter through the room. It is in songs such as these that the quiet speech of the music enters into your spirit, between the steady fall of rain outside your window and the warmth of dreaming within.

Dreams of the ages, of all the generations who have listened to this song, my heart fills to overflowing with the glorious ache of it, but it is not a painful one. It is an ache that makes me reach for my favorite tales as words for my own flick into my head and flow out of my fingers into the document upon my computer, translating the electricity of the storm and rain without, the humming wonder of imagination within and the trembling glorious gift of music which twines amongst everything.


  1. Beautiful post, Eowyn! Claire de Lune is so pretty. And I love how you described that ache that certain music creates!

    1. Abby,
      Ah, thank you! I hope you have a lovely weekend!

  2. "Claire de Lune" is a beautiful piece! I often appreciate pieces more if I've seen a movie or show with it. There's several pieces from anime that I adore because of the scenes they're played in.

    1. Victoria,
      I am with you all the way when it comes to loving pieces more when it's connected to a movie/book! In fact, I think most of my favorites are like that. :)

      Thanks a bunch for your comment!

  3. Ohh, this is beautiful! The picture you paint with your words is stunning...and you've also made me want to read "The Daughter Pays" even more. ;)
    I too don't listen to much classical music, but I do love some waltzes. And, once in a while, there is a piece I heard that just "grabs me." One of these is "Fantasie" by Schubert. My dad had it playing on Pandora one day while I was sitting in front of the fire, working on my book. It fit the part I was at in my book so well and just felt so thrilling. :)
    I'm going to have to listen to the songs you mentioned. I recognize the names, but I can't think of the tune. :)
    Beautiful post!

    1. Natalie,
      Thank you so much for your comment! Its kindness is SO warming to my heart. :)

      I don't think I've heard Fantasie or at least I don't recognize the name. I will have to ferret it out and tell you what I think. :)

      I've actually decided to further progress in my cultural education by listening to at least one classical music track every day and I'm rather excited about it. :)

    2. Aww, you are so welcome. :)

      I'll look forward to your thoughts!

      And that sounds like a great goal! :D

  4. Such gorgeous words, Éowyn! Beautiful :)

    1. Olivia,
      Thank you for your sweet comment, friend! :)


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