When I was a kid and watched Captain Planet I always wanted the power of wind - maybe it was because the girl with the wind power was a particularly hot Russian chick but I think it has more to do with the nature of the wind. The wind is kickass powerful. In the midst of it there is chaos and in its absence, there is serenity.
Which brings me to my story. I was sitting at a table looking at a piece of music that I am performing. It is a piece called Nebbie by Ottorino Respighi. I asked myself a question, "What do I see?" I then began to list all the things that I saw when I looked at the page. It had the name of the piece written at the top, many notes, lots of bars of linecrescendodos, forte markings, Italian lyrics, the composers name etc the list was comprehensive.
I had recently read a biography on the life of Ottorino Resphighi and in that it explained some other things about the piece that I did not first see with my eyes. It was then that I saw more in the piece; torment, pain, tension. What I was seeing was a new realisation about what music is the reflection of its composer, its creator. Without the composer the piece would not exist, I would not be thinking about it and I would know nothing about Ottorino Resphighi.
This brings me back to the wind. I walked down Symonds Street with the wind blowing ferociously and I asked myself a question; "What do I see?"
When you look at the natural phenomenon that amazes you the most, what do you see?
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