So why am I rambling about music?
Because The Lord of The Rings, more so with the unabridged version, as well as The Hobbit, and my current favorite read, The Children of Hurin, are books full of songs. Middle Earth‘s inhabitants pass on their wisdon through song, much like our own ancestors did.
These books, these movies, the music, all are retelling of stories heard, seen and handed down, generation after generation. And there is a certain novelty and homage when an artist plays a character emulated from his predecessor, when a musician records a piece of music remembered from his youth, but sings it in a way that the song becomes his own. Even a good book changes with each reading. The Beatles’ songs are being retold with every generation of musicians. So how come we have jazz musicians jamming on Hank Williams music? And so what if Robocop is getting a new movie.? Continue reading
I enjoyed “The Hobbit“. It was as if the two hours and forty-something minutes was too short to have had the pleasure of taking part in an adventure.
Not because of the HFR, nor the excellent cast and locations, although these aspects of the movie did add to the joy of watching and unravelling the whole Middle Earth tales and adventures. It was the way the stories were retold by Peter Jackson, or the visuals the whole outfit created this beautiful, sprawling, I should say, rambling place full of character and characters, if you know what I mean.
But I always get ahead of myself. Maybe because I woke up in the middle of night and felt the need to write these thoughts down.
Let me tell you something first about my love for stories. Continue reading