01 Mar 2010, Posted by admin in Georgie,Headlines,Thoughts,Vincent, No Comments. Tagged anecdotal, Georgie, music

The Beautiful Is Dead

Photography by Vincent Barre

By Georgie

As I sit here writing this I’m bobbing. Yes, physically and mentally bobbing to Ellie Goulding’s perfectly pronounced lyrics ‘You are the shifter of my shape / We’re making sense of our escape / We’ll dance, we’ll blow them all away’.

These words could not more flawlessly articulate how music profoundly moves me. Without question, it dramatically changes my disposition, aura, outlook – its power for transformation is universal and unrelenting. So then, you can imagine my absolute horror when I begin my daily perusal of the Daily Telegraph website to find an article claiming ‘concepts of what is harmonious boil down to a matter of convention’, and even worse ‘the way we learn to appreciate music is profoundly affected by how were raised’.

Let’s be honest, unless your parents were abnormally trendy and their music tasted luckily fitted into your agenda of modelling yourself on the soundtrack of Almost Famous, you categorically loathed the hum of Blood, Sweat and Tears or, God forbid, ABBA, drifting up to your room while your mother rustled up a spag bol.

Convention and family don’t, or shouldn’t, have anything to do with what you choose to seep through your headphones. Call me dramatic, but there is no rhyme or reason to melody. I will never stop listening to Funeral for a Friend until the day I die, no matter how much my friends hate it. Why I like Reach by S Club 7 is unexplainable but it still has the capacity to bring me out in fits on any dance floor across the globe.

Guiseppe Mazzini once said “Music is the harmonious voice of creation; an echo of the invisible world.”

Let’s leave it at that.