A time for sublime music, and a time for brainless fun. A time for Bach, and a time for the Beatles. A time for Mendelssohn, and a time for Nat King Cole. Of course, as one of my music instructors was fond of noting, you are what you listen to. If we dwell in trite music, we ll be trite, and if we only listen to the serious, we may not know how to laugh.
Wisdom demands attention here too.
But whatever the music, we know how easily it can stir our memories. It has its own associations across time. Music can transport us back to weddings, back to Sabbaths, back to better times, back to tragedies, back to quietness. Some music does this trivially, but some of the grandest music a quiet lute melody or a live symphony orchestra can overwhelm us and shake us up, remind us that we have forgotten the important things. Music can indict our priorities.