About an hour ago, I walked to my phone, which was ringing, in the bedroom. All of a sudden, I was humming Peter and the Wolf, out loud. I think it was Peter’s theme.
I am only able to get to the oboe, the duck, before I feel unable to bear the feelings that come up.
I will push through again later. Tell me how you feel, listening to it.
Such a mysterious masterpiece by Prokofiev–it’s like the Room of Rooms, where you can’t escape anything you don’t want to feel. The music makes you feel all stories, of all people, all at once, in a few notes, with instruments speaking in ways words never can.
It made me go to pieces, even as a child.