Sitting in the Frankfurt Airport- I am still reeling from what turned out to be one of the most surprising, unanticipated, thrilling, stressful, but absolutely satisfying musical experiences I’ve experienced in a long time!
There are those moments in life that make you realize how small, but wonderfully cosmic the world can be. I did three things as a child. Watch movies, sing, and listen to A LOT of film music. Not all of my mass collection was vocalists; actually a large part of my 300 plus CDs (of course housed in a ludicrously large binder that eventually ended up weight more than half my body weight) was all instrumental. In particular, film music was often what you’d find me humming in the house, or doing my homework to. I’d have my portable cd player with me all the time, turn it on as loud as I could, slap on those clunky headphones and bathe myself in the music.
I had Howard Shore, Patrick Doyle, James Horner, John Williams, Ennio Morricone, Michael Kamen, all the big-name composers sitting side by side. But two albums that I would often play over and over and over again were Gladiator and Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron. Both composed by Hans Zimmer, his synthesized, larger than life brass, and unique pulsation of percussion instruments had a way of entrancing me, and letting me just appreciate the beauty that music composition can be. … Continue Reading