36 Years Ago

36 Years Ago, Vienna 1971—A Student Journal

Day 071: Music—no boundaries


Vienna 1971—A Student Journal
A year of music, study, travel, sightseeing & friends.

Day 71 — Music—no boundaries
12-October-1971 (Tue.)


“War and Peace” (Krieg und Frieden) again. Unbelievable, again. The music and just the production. I have to remember to look more closely into the music. Some beautiful stuff.

ust an observation that in the Arts,
music is supreme. In other words, people work hard to put on [performances of] music, and [other] people enjoy hearing that music. When a job is done well (rather, the performance is good), then people applaud all [of] the hard work that went into it. When the music touches you, it sends chills up and down your back, no matter what nationality the music is. In other words, people don’t even think about politics and nationalities in a performance of music. And thus, there can possibly be no “dumb” dislike of something because of politics. That’s what’s fantastic about the arts, (hopefully) no boundaries.


I’m into peace. I see Prokofiev’s War and Peace for a second time, again performed by the Bolshoi. And again, I truly enjoy the performance.

Music is supreme. Interestingly, I make the statement that “in the arts, music is supreme.” I’m a music person. I think that I meant that music has the power to move people, like no other art form. Art, photography, dance, ballet, film, sculpture, and other art forms can “move” people, emotionally and spiritually. Music does the same, but often with more intensity. Just the excitement and emotion of an orchestra playing and singers singing.

Certainly, there is always appreciation of the arts, and today’s comment reflects back to the music appreciation of the audiences that I spoke of a few days ago. I suspect that the entire impact of the opera that night—staging, stage sets, action, costumes, the singers, chorus, massive sound of the orchestra, and the music itself—had an emotional impact on me. That’s good. I like that.

One regret, over the years—I haven’t experienced the amount of “live” music, operas, and concerts that I wish that I could have in all these many years. It would be nice to change that in the future. If you can afford it, get out and see some concerts, or catch a local live band in your town.

Beyond politics. In reading the last few sentences of today’s journal post, I wasn’t sure what I was getting at. It was the way I said things. After some reflection, I think that the impact of tonight’s musical performance made me realize that music transcends politics, and other issues and small dislikes that we may have in life. Perhaps I am concerned about what I am reading in Time magazine, about the Vietnam War, every week. Although I’m not writing about the year’s current events in the journal, I am reading about them, and perhaps these reflections on politics, music, and life are in my mind as I write.

Perhaps we need to inject more music into the equation in Iraq and other world hot spots in today’s world. Appreciating different cultures, art, music, religions, races, and all peoples of the world might lead to some peace. It would be nice. Let’s hope.

“That’s what’s fantastic about the arts—no boundaries.”


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