Friday, February 22, 2008

Trois Morceaux en forme de poire

Gnossienne No. 3 by Erik Satie

This song caught me off guard today. This is the first song I learned to play that actually meant anything to me. The first piece of music I played with real imagery behind my eyes (closed) and the first song I really felt. I felt myself swaying bit by bit, effortless hands, and I finally felt something welling up inside of me that needed to spill out. It took me a long time to get there.

Monsieur Satie, I owe you one.

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