When I was at the local Greater Bridgeport Symphony's classical concert, "Home for the Holidays", I had this following reflection.
When a composer writes the notes for a composition, that serves as the bed linen for the piece and the lyrics are the covers that we tuck ourselves into. For the notes will survive without the words but when two are wedded together, there is much greater depth.
Feel free to comment on this relationship so I can form added dimensions to this newly formed thought. Thanks.
Happy 11th Birthday Little Chick
7 years ago
1 comment:
Thanks for this crisp new thought, Scott.
Well worth pondering and exploring further. Only talking about the same concept the other day. The words win the day.. I sense as they are vital communication of thoughts.....
Liked the Snowflake post too.....
Global Nomad
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