Not silly at all.

I have loved Classical music since I was about 13. At that time I began piano lessons. I fell in love with Mozart, Ravel, Chopin. Like many young people I dreamed that one day I would astonish the world with my piano playing.

Alas, that was not to be. Yet I lived a full and wonderful life, for which I truly thank God, along the way discovering Gospel music.*

Classical music has been with me always, a constant companion in times of joy and heartbreak. That is the magical thing about music. It can break your heart, yet you love having your heart broken by music. Everyone does. We return to the music that makes us cry over and over. Last year I attended a concert by the Boston Philharmonic in which they played Tchaikovsky's symphony #6. I cried like a baby through the whole thing.

Now in retirement there is a sense in which my youthful dreams have come true. I don't have to do anything in particular, so I spend my time participating in music, mostly singing Classical and Gospel, and playing in an activist street band. https://www.extraordinaryrenditionband.com/

I even get paid for it sometimes! (the Gospel singing, not the band.)

“The inexpressible depth of all music, by virtue of which it floats past us as a paradise quite familiar and yet eternally remote, and is so easy to understand and yet so inexplicable…”

-Arthur Schopenhauer

Schopenhauer belived that if the entire universe should vanish the only thing left would be music.

I believe it too.

My writings about music here on Medium can be found here:

https://quasimodo.medium.com/list/music-6bec9fc08545

*That discovery was a story in itself, but need not detain us here. If you wish you may read about it here:

https://therabbitisin.com/music-alone-shall-live-6926de07a398