The skin of music Posted by Ms. Noa Guy on November 22, 1997 at 23:06:04:
The clarinet sound is vague but beautiful. It is accompanied by strings, playing soft and dense clusters. The clarinet gets more and more elaborate and the sound of the strings fades into the background. It would be hard to write it all. The music paper lies in front of me on the desk and is between me and the music, between me and the players. The melody of the clarinet becomes clearer and the hand grabbs the pencil and begins to write, slow and careful. I hear it all inside me and the my hands puts it on the paper. The strings clusters become more dense and rich with rising pitch and after a while subside to a mellow moan of sorrow. It envelops the melody of the clarinet in a velvety sound and the mix sounds wonderful and pieceful at the end. When it is played on stage I am surprised. How did my hand managed to convey my inner musical thought to these people on the stage? Where is the magic? And all these people in the hall are listening so attentively. I give them the gift of my sounds and dreams.