|How sad is he?|
I am not much of a music listener: I prefer Talk Radio because I seem to be obsessed with the need to learn all the time, whether in my car, doing the ironing or during periods of insomnia at night. My parents thought when we were young, that one should study in silence, so I have that habit also. I can't even have the radio on when I'm writing a post, or indeed, reading other people's posts. However, sometimes when in a traffic jam in my car I switch to the Classical Music station when there is nothing else on, and whatever piece is playing, it's always dominated by the screeching, whining violins. And there are always so many of them in an orchestra and they sit at the front. My brother and his wife took me to a concert/recital? once which featured a young, virtuoso violinist. While I could admire her skill and dexterity, not to mention the number of notes she had committed to memory, I was not really taken with the music. Violins are plaintive creatures, I challenge anyone to deny it, with the exception perhaps of Irish folk music, as exhibited by those heavenly girls in the Michael Flatley shows, but I enjoyed them perhaps as much for their lovely whirling locks and short skirts as for their music. By contrast, I love the brass instruments in an orchestra as well as the wind. I also have a soft spot for the harp which has a soft, beguiling, romantic sound. Does anyone agree?