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Vive Le Musik

Indian Music - strong, determined, earthy tones. each tone has a particular 'way' to it. melodic, varying betwen the basic tunes, in the main ranges - high or low. An art which is more of a science. Sentimental, it pulls you to face truth. reality. Actual, in-the-face melodies. Haunting because of essences, inexplicably linked to words. tangibility of moods. beats that are flat, like heartbeats, acting in the background while pumping life blood, but unobtrusively.

Western Music - flitty, elusive. A Whisper of the earthy tunes, like they are afraid of quantifying it. You have to find it. A mystery. An echo. With all the reverberations of one. Beats that are strong, resounding, holding the echos together - the skeleton. Holding the thoughts together, quantifying the impossible. Words that are almost always at variance with mood of the song. To make it plausible. To make you identify both aspects at once. A feeling more than a science. An idea more than an act.

Both beautiful yet so different. both music and yet opposite. Same 6 notes.

Sometimes a normal Indian song can get too 'heavy' for me, while a Western Classical is fun. An Indian classical will require concentration and importance. You have to LISTEN to it. with a western song, it can go on in the background. An occasional lending of ear is OK. Indian words can be too brutal, yet the saddest rock and the fiecest words from an English Rock band can elicit my feelings without pulling me to analyse everything, yet I feel both of them equally. Indian-in the face. Western-oblique.

Is this because of culture? Is this my perception? Is this the truth? Id like to think its the truth for me because of my perception, culture and every other possible socio-economic factor. Both are dear to me. Cant live without those 6 notes and those beats.
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