ORIGINAL: Lokasenna
ORIGINAL: crsutton
ORIGINAL: Canoerebel
I haven't experienced music stopping time, John, but I recognize what you're saying. There are times that music brings stinging tears to my eyes.
Sometimes that's for sentimental reasons: a song that meant something to us in youth or when we first fell in love, or patriotic songs. Just one example of that is Glenn Miller's rendition of Chattanooga Choo Choo, which brings to mind my parents, of the WWII generation, dancing when I was a little boy.
But sometimes it's the sheer beauty of a composition or arrangement or performance. Some of Tchaikovsky's works do that for me. And I think it would happen more often if I lived in a place where I could readily access live performances, for I've noticed that it happens almost without fail when I'm sitting in a theater or concert hall on rare occasions.
If you make me sit through loud rock concerts (including Christian rock), the tears are for another reason altogether. I hate noise.
Not the sentimental type at all but saw a flash mob performance of Beethoven's Ode to Joy (9th?) that just made me a little verklempt. Not even into classical but there something about it....
But do you guys experience frisson?
In my experience, once you start... it intensifies throughout life to the point where even just the hint of something that would do it touches it off.
The first time I seriously made out with a girl I experience that. Except it was continuous and lasted through the whole make out session. She must have though that I was really cold or seriously weird. Very strange sensation.
















