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Because brilliant beginnings start with Music Which Class is the Best Fit for You? In-Person Classes in Seattle “Done for you” curriculum and virtual music classes! MEET THE TEACHER Hi, I’m Jocelyn! For over 20 years one of my greatest joys has been teaching children through music. The positive impact music has had on their lives continues...
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Why do people insist on playing games? Why can we never just say what we mean? I’m not a psychologist, so I can’t pretend to have the answers to these questions, but it does make me ponder the human psyche. We must enjoy it to an extent; teasing people, not saying exactly what we mean, or the whole truth. Playing mind games is such an interesting, unusual idea when you really think about it. Life would certainly be easier in many ways, if people just told the truth all the time. No more doubting yourself or others, and analysing people’s words and actions to find ulterior motives and meanings. I’m sure we’ve all sat with friends, agonising over text messages from other people, questioning what, at first glance, seems to be pretty straight forward. And just imagine how much more straight forward it would be if we didn’t have to do that. If everything was laid out, plain and simple, from the get go. Sometimes we even imagine there to be games when there aren’t any, our brains over complicating what should be simple. Communication and honesty are vital parts of human society, so why do we insist on making it more difficult than it needs to be? I think we enjoy it, at least sometimes. We enjoy the mystery, the intrigue, the pulling apart of our language to explore every possible option it has. Life would be simpler if we said what we meant, yes, but it would also be less interesting. Playing mind games with people can be both incredibly frustrating, and endlessly fascinating. Things get even more complex when both parties participate, but also even more enjoyable for them. We can tease and flirt, and sort of pretend to be someone else, in a way. Sometimes I think there are layers of insecurity at work too; times when people aren’t playing games consciously, but are too shy or embarrassed to say what they really mean. They become a defensive measure, putting up walls to avoid getting hurt. Personally, I think a bit of mystery and teasing can be a lot of fun, at least at first. I’m none too great at showing emotions sometimes, so not spilling the whole truth is a bit of a default. And as a lover of words in general, and having studied an English degree, I love extracting different meaning and exploring interpretations of things. However, after a while, mind games will have me banging my head against the wall, wishing the other person would just got to the damned point and say what they mean. And if taken too far, mind games can become unhealthy. As a bit of casual fun, there’s nothing wrong with them; but when things become manipulative and cruel, they have to stop. In terms of relationships, honesty is vital. It’ a fine line we tread sometimes, yet so many insist on continuing to walk it. There’s a time for intrigue and fun, and a time for just getting on and saying it. Do you like playing mind games? Or would you prefer for everyone to just always be honest? Song: Speaking in Tongues – Young Guns Click here for more Musically Inspired posts.
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I buried the lede in my last item. The New Yorker relates with aplomb the Harvard-bells-go-back-to-Russia tale, but the highlight of the piece is this character Konstantin Saradzhev, for whom church bells were the music of the spheres -- and an unending source of artistic torment. Saradzhev was born in 1900, the son of a noted Russian conductor and violinist of the same name. At age seven, "the sound of a particularly powerful church bell caused him to lose consciousness, and he was captivated for life," reports the New Yorker writer, Elif Batuman. Saradzhev was an able pianist, but he ridiculed that instrument as "the well-tempered nitwit," because of what he considered its limited tonal colors. As Saradzhev perceived 1,701 tones in an octave, and a piano can create a dozen, it's no wonder he was frustrated: Only bells, with their complex harmonic overtones could satisfy him. He conjured "bell symphonies" in his mind, but was stymied by questions of notation -- how to write down, and therefore remember, what he heard in his head? No notebook was big enough -- and also by church rules dictating how bells could be rung. Church stewards forbade him to tap, beat, and generally fiddle with their bells in the myriad ways he wanted. Despite such strictures, when Saradzhev was granted access to a bell tower, crowds would invariably gather. Though no recordings exist, the results were said to be awesome. Saradzhev came to Harvard in the early 1930s to help install the so-called Danilov bells in Lowell House -- bells rescued from the Danilov Monastery after Stalin banned bell-ringing in churches, which remained at Harvard until last summer. Saradzhev thought that he'd find patrons, and an audience, in America for his bell symphonies, but, alas, it wasn't to be. Harvard's president, Abbott Lawrence Lowell, once walked in on Saradzhev as he was filing down the side of one of the Danilov bells, to alter its sound -- searching for some microtonal subtlety, no doubt. Appalled, Lowell told him to stop. At Harvard, Saradzhev steadily declined into paranoia, once drinking ink to counteract poison that he thought was being slipped into his food. Lowell sent him packing back to Moscow. Little is known of his final years, though Batuman says he probably died in an insane asylum, in 1942.
