Etikettarkiv: Music

Immortal Beloved

Min bäste väns bröllop (1994)

Ludwig van Beethoven:
[in reference to ”Violin Sonata in A Major, Op. 47” – ”Kreutzer”… ]
Do you like it?
Anton Felix Schindler:
Shh!
Ludwig van Beethoven:
I cannot hear them, but I know they are making a hash of it. What do you think? Music is… a dreadful thing. What is it? I don’t understand it. What does it mean?
Anton Felix Schindler:
It – it exalts the soul.
Ludwig van Beethoven:
Utter nonsense. If you hear a marching band, is your soul exalted? No, you march. If you hear a waltz, you dance. If you hear a mass, you take communion. It is the power of music to carry one directly into the mental state of the composer. The listener has no choice. It is like hypnotism. So, now… What was in my mind when I wrote this? Hmm? A man is trying to reach his lover. His carriage has broken down in the rain. The wheels stuck in the mud. She will only wait so long. This… is the sound of his agitation. ”This is how it is… ,” the music is saying. ”Not how you are used to being. Not how you are used to thinking. But like this.”

Fortsätt läsa Min bäste väns bröllop (1994)

Music and Lyrics

Music and lyrics (2007)

Alex Fletcher:
It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just spit it out. They’re just lyrics.
Sophie Fisher:
”Just lyrics”?
Alex Fletcher:
Lyrics are important. They’re just not as important as melody.
Sophie Fisher:
I really don’t think you get it.
Alex Fletcher:
Oh. You look angry. Click your pen.
Sophie Fisher:
A melody is like seeing someone for the first time. The physical attraction. Sex.
Alex Fletcher:
I so get that.
Sophie Fisher:
But then, as you get to know the person, that’s the lyrics. Their story. Who they are underneath. It’s the combination of the two that makes it magical.

Fortsätt läsa Music and lyrics (2007)

Step Up 2: The Streets

Step up 2 (2008)

Andie: I remember the first time I saw someone move like they were from another planet, I couldn’t keep my eyes away. I was little mom took me to a jam session in the neighborhood, it started off small but word spread and soon some of the best dancers around were showing up to compete in something they eventually called the streets. It became home, I got a front row seat to history. I wanted to glide and spin and fly like they did, but it didn’t come easy. My mom would tell me don’t give up, just be you, because life’s too short to be anybody else. She was right. When I was 16 my mom got sick and in a couple months she was gone. Everything changed, including the streets

Fortsätt läsa Step up 2 (2008)