I think there must be something in our DNA that requires music. For some of us, it’s classical music…for others it may be a different combination of notes. But it’s within us.
The first time I became aware of that was when our son was about 3 years old. I was listening to some PDQ Bach. I don’t even remember which one of the pieces it was. If you’ve never heard Peter Schickele present PDQ Bach’s music, here’s a brief example:
As the record played, I noticed my son giggling and chortling…and finally roaring with laughter. I asked him what was so funny and, with an expression that told me I was dense, he replied “The music!” He’d never heard it before…
Then a few days ago, another friend told me about a YouTube video of a 3-year old conducting Beethoven:
The absolute joy in his face as he conducts is delightful! As is his giggling exuberance at the end.
As I think about my son’s reaction so many years ago–and watched this delightful child, I have hope…hope that even in a time when funding for the arts keeps getting cut, there is something inside us that won’t let it die. We have to have it in our lives.