Damn! Fired up the PC in an attempt to better hear the music through damned near audiophile quality speakers. No joy! All I can hear is the rhythm and scraps of the melody. Something about Celtic music that gets to me. Never was especially fond of bagpipes but the rhythms resonate with something deep inside me. Given the way the native music of various peoples has underlying similarities (Celtic music, African rhythms, Asian 5-tonal music) I have long suspected that those overarching similarities represent a sort of resonance with a given group’s basic neural anatomy. A preacher friend of mine who had adopted a Brazilian infant once remarked that his daughter had “Samba in her soul.” I can believe it. Given time for an isolated population to evolve in a locale, it would seem not to be difficult to accept that a given group’s neural anatomy would come to be similar. thus certain rhythms and tonal progressions would resonate with that population. My ancestors were Celts (and Scandinavians and even a tiny, tiny bit of American Indian). Is it racist to suppose that the reason Celtic rhythms so affect me is due to a certain neural configuration inherited from those ancestors?
Please, everyone, note that while I believe that there are such things as “races” I am not saying that any one race is superior – or inferior – to any other. Different simply means different; nothing more, nothing less. Never the less, I still hold that Rodney King’s six words represent a profound truth. “Can’t we all just get along?” Why can we not recognize our differences and celebrate them? MUST we let our differences put us at odds with one another?
Bill, I can very much agree with the concept of genetic memory. Such rhythms and particular types of music seem to reach me at a more primal level than many others. (Although, for the life of me, I can’t figure out why Mongolian Metal group Hu, seems to appeal to me so much. I have no Asian ancestors that I know of…)
No Asian ancestors here either but while I.was stationed in Japan I got into koto and samisen music. Had a cassette tape of a whole samisen orchestra I could listen to for HOURS! But some stuff is just better. Had a CD titled “Pacelbel’s Greatest Hit” that was nothing but different artists/groups doing Pacelbel’s Canon in D. One evening the wife and went out for a bite. Our daughter was still living with us but elected not to go out with us. Anyhow when we came home we found our adopted (at birth) full-blood Japanese daughter with tears running down her cheeks. She had, on a.lark, decided to put the Pacelbel CD into her CD player. She was utterly enraptured. The tears were of pure joy induced by the mathematical perfection of Pacelbel’s work. For the record she never could get into my tapes of Japanese and Korean music. Imagine that.
Damn, Catman. That’s beautiful!
Great picture and terrific music. Again thank-you.
Damn! Fired up the PC in an attempt to better hear the music through damned near audiophile quality speakers. No joy! All I can hear is the rhythm and scraps of the melody. Something about Celtic music that gets to me. Never was especially fond of bagpipes but the rhythms resonate with something deep inside me. Given the way the native music of various peoples has underlying similarities (Celtic music, African rhythms, Asian 5-tonal music) I have long suspected that those overarching similarities represent a sort of resonance with a given group’s basic neural anatomy. A preacher friend of mine who had adopted a Brazilian infant once remarked that his daughter had “Samba in her soul.” I can believe it. Given time for an isolated population to evolve in a locale, it would seem not to be difficult to accept that a given group’s neural anatomy would come to be similar. thus certain rhythms and tonal progressions would resonate with that population. My ancestors were Celts (and Scandinavians and even a tiny, tiny bit of American Indian). Is it racist to suppose that the reason Celtic rhythms so affect me is due to a certain neural configuration inherited from those ancestors?
Please, everyone, note that while I believe that there are such things as “races” I am not saying that any one race is superior – or inferior – to any other. Different simply means different; nothing more, nothing less. Never the less, I still hold that Rodney King’s six words represent a profound truth. “Can’t we all just get along?” Why can we not recognize our differences and celebrate them? MUST we let our differences put us at odds with one another?
Bill, I can very much agree with the concept of genetic memory. Such rhythms and particular types of music seem to reach me at a more primal level than many others. (Although, for the life of me, I can’t figure out why Mongolian Metal group Hu, seems to appeal to me so much. I have no Asian ancestors that I know of…)
No Asian ancestors here either but while I.was stationed in Japan I got into koto and samisen music. Had a cassette tape of a whole samisen orchestra I could listen to for HOURS! But some stuff is just better. Had a CD titled “Pacelbel’s Greatest Hit” that was nothing but different artists/groups doing Pacelbel’s Canon in D. One evening the wife and went out for a bite. Our daughter was still living with us but elected not to go out with us. Anyhow when we came home we found our adopted (at birth) full-blood Japanese daughter with tears running down her cheeks. She had, on a.lark, decided to put the Pacelbel CD into her CD player. She was utterly enraptured. The tears were of pure joy induced by the mathematical perfection of Pacelbel’s work. For the record she never could get into my tapes of Japanese and Korean music. Imagine that.
I only pretend to be Mongol, and don’t really care for Metal in general. But I love Hu. So, I’m with ya.
Robert is a very lucky man twice over. Not that he hasn’t earned it.
Great stuff Catman! Now Robert needs to get to work starting babies