Whole Music–My Love Affair with….Music

(from the Whole Music Experience blog)

Queen Anne tub, 1995
When did my love affair with music begin? Was it while I swam in the waters of my mother’s womb when she played old jazz standards and Broadway tunes for me? Was it during my first music class in elementary school? Was it after John Lennon’s untimely death when I played Beatles albums back to back and cried quietly in the background? Or was it during my college radio show when I discovered alternative rock and folk-rock music? Or was it the first time I heard one of Astor Piazzolla’s tangos sizzle on my stereo?

With a human-to-human love affair we know when we first taste love on the lips of another or see it in the eyes of another as he or she gazes at us from across a room. But what is it about music that has some of us going gaga or giggling behind a veil of indifference? And what is music anyway? It’s intangible and we can’t hold it in our hands? We can’t really embrace something intangible, but our emotions can. I happen to believe that the strongest force on the planet is music. There is nothing more powerful to align us with the Divine or to separate us with a wall of hatred or indifference between us.

Music calls the shots and its frequencies direct our emotions and shapes our moods. When a marching band blasts its way down the streets, a part of us marches along with them. Try not tapping your feet or swaying a bit. When the orchestra launches into a tango suddenly we’re all looking around for a dance partner or at the very least, we catch ourselves swooning and thinking sensual thoughts, sometimes against our will.

I have immersed myself in more music traditions than I can name in a blog posts, but let’s just say I’m well acquainted with field recordings hailing from places the average person can’t even pronounce much less find on a globe. I grew up with the usual pop music, turned to alternative rock in the 1980s and 1990s, and then discovered world, then jazz, then classical, then early music, while landing back in traditional or folkloric music. I’ve pounded a drum in drum circles, I’ve attended sound healing circles, and I’ve joined my voice and other musical talents in jam sessions or played solo mainly.

Astor Piazzolla, Wikipedia

I have no idea what my brain looks like on music, but I would shudder to see what it looks like if I never had the musical training or experiences that I have had. As a journalist then later a music researcher, I’m on board with deep listening skills. I hear the subtleties which is why I enjoy classical music to the extent that I do. I know a lot about music. I hosted and produced radio shows centered on music, interviewed musicians for over 20 years, reviewed over a thousand recordings easily, and became a lifelong learner in regard to musical traditions and musical healing practices. I don’t know where I end and music begins.

I’ve met people in my lifetime who have little to do with music. These people are often suffering from an illness or malaise. But I also know people who suffer from certain brain conditions or hearing conditions, don’t enjoy the musical journey. But for everyone else, ask yourself, when did your love affair with music begin? Feel free to leave comments below.

Patricia Herlevi is the author of Whole Music (Soul Food for the Mind Body Spirit). Are you a publisher looking for a book that marries ethnomusicology with the healing power of music? 

Signed with Literary Agent Lisa Hagan for Whole Music

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I’m honored and proud to announce that Literary Agent Lisa Hagan is representing my non-fiction book, Whole Mu

sic (Soul Food for the Mind Body Spirit). See the Whole Music tab for a book description.

Since coming up with the concept for the book in 2005, and the subsequent music research since the conception of the book idea, I have thought of Whole Music as a game-changer for the music industry by bringing the healing power and consciousness of music to the masses.

If you enjoy learning about music consciousness, visit Whole Music Experience too.