justineie_bobeanie

joined 2 years ago
[–] justineie_bobeanie@lemmy.world 2 points 1 day ago (1 children)

Music as magic is a wonderful motif! I saw an image post circulate that suggested using photos of orchestra conductors as visual reference for drawing spellcasters. The image spoke for itself: the degree of focused intensity and direction in their posture fits the concept perfectly.

I never really felt like the "creative" type; that was always my dad and my brother. I've always been more interested in the "analytical" minded subject: mathematics, natural sciences, computer programming and logic.

Ironically, my journey in music really began after I chose to cut contact with my dad, arguably the biggest musical influence in my life beginning from early childhood. I take this as spiritual validation that I made the correct choice leaving behind his narcissistic bullying and abuse.

[–] justineie_bobeanie@lemmy.world 4 points 1 day ago (1 children)

I play a mandolin. It's neat that it is tuned the same as a violin, because that makes the very expansive repertoire music arranged for that instrument available to me as well. I've been learning mainly folk music, but I may dabble in classical more as I continue.

I don't really mean dotted notes. I am referring to the entire score of music as "dots on a page" reductively by the noteheads. The dots don't do anything until I make them do something. I make the note longer when I hold it longer. The music doesn't come from the page nor the instrument, but from me.

 

Few experiences are more gratifying then the moment when the song soars off the page and sticks firmly in my ear.

I'm a thirty-some year old beginner musician (playing for a little over a year). I wish I started playing much sooner, but I'm glad that I'm learning to play now. I've often heard that learning to play music is good for your brain. To me, this has become a self-evident truth. I swear that I can feel physical changes in my brain happening in real time. The best way I can describe it is the uncanny feeling of connecting cables—the snap as the connectors lock together—inside my head.