My headphones were left back in India. Just a couple of weeks methought and time would fly past. But the mind, conjurer of phantasms where none exist, insisted on putting up a show!
And I needed my music, the laptop speakers are no substitute. Vivek, a friend of mine, wanted a Sennheiser PXC 250 and so I got one. I unwrapped it and started giving it a spin.
I started with the soundtrack of “The Red Violin“, the track called “The Monastery”. For those of you who have not watched this movie – Its about a master violin maker’s last piece of craftsmanship that has a dark character to it. This violin, red in color, finds its way across distant lands and many centuries, changing hands all along. Yet through all it one aspect of it is always consistent, its ability to leave a trail of destruction wherever it goes. The particular number is when the violin is brought to a monastery and handed to a little prodigy. What a rush, I feel as if little particles of joy have coursed through the pathways of my mind, seeking out every nook and cranny to lodge themselves there. The Sennheiser sang!
And then it was time for soundtrack of “The Fountain“, the track “Death Is The Road To Awe”. If you think the song title is poetic, you have not heard anything yet…what music. It starts with a fairly innocent pulses from a piano, a sombre violin forming the backdrop..out from somewhere comes a slightly pitched violin, like a darker streak of color on a fairly mild canvas, stark in its contrast..and so it goes..another violin, lots of stringed bass instruments..and instruments I know nothing about..all of it..like anguish wearing all of its faces and coming out in a procession. Beautiful. My way with words do not do it justice.
And then onto “The last of the Mohicans“, the track called “Promentory”, the main strain that is played in the movie in the background. What an opening, I could see Daniel Day Lewis running through the jungle chasing the opposing indian tribe taking away one of the Munro sisters. The rush and the sense of impending doom, the anticipation…its all there…And then onto the “Massacre canoes”, a track that seems inspired by Carmina Burna. The grand pounding rhythm of the original, perhaps somewhat diluted, but still there in essence.
I feel as if I have taken a balm for an ache that I did not know existed.
Music, it seems to me, is the lullaby for the frayed heart of every man. A man who seems unable to grow beyond the first meaningless murmurs that he heard as an infant. And so we return, young and old and every variation in between to the teats of the Infinite Mother, to receive a little nourishment and a few healing words.
Oh I just loved the headphones, worth every penny! And I have not even switched on the noise cancellation! 🙂