Then let thy active hand scud o'er thy lyre, And make my spirits frantic with the fire. That done, sink down into a silvery strain, And make me smooth as balm and oil again. He played for me a song. And I heard Music reaches us on a deeper level than verbal communication.
Spoken language is used to pass on complex and concrete ideas.
Music cannot communicate these ideas, but unlike verbal communication, music can be a conduit for feelings and abstract thoughts. Music can inform us in ways words cannot. The marriage of words and music in song presents thought and feeling as an integrated whole. By the time you have heard and really digested the content of the million decisions made in a song - notes chosen, patterns reinforced or broken, voices exchanging roles phrase by phrase, The artist is revealed to you in complex and intimate ways. In the end you know a version of that Troubadour, his mind and soul and heart, as well as you know yourself.