Archive for 6. Februar 2010

Repetition is not like repetition

Februar 6, 2010

I mentioned this means to amplify the impact of a melody on the listener in my last post. It suddenly occurs to me that there are at least two kinds of repetition and that their effects on me are almost opposite. When someone playing an instrument repeats a chord progression or a certain beat on the drums he only approaches repetition, he never perfectly repeats the figure he plays twice. This kind of weak repetition is something I like, it enters a tune or beat in my brain slowly. It gives my mind a degree of freedom. The other kind of repetition is the perfect digital copy of a line or a sample which recurrs over and over in a track. That is something I cannot stand at all. It feels like blows from a hammer on my forehead and makes me aggressive. I guess my brain needs that little work to assemble the puzzle pieces of weak analog repetition so that it has a good blood circulation. Or something.


Februar 6, 2010

What genre is this? Kosmische Musik? New Age? Some sort of guitar synth pop? Let’s just note that this is one hell of an earworm, leaning slightly towards kitsch but still on the good side. The man behind this instrumental who has been on the cutting edge of krautrock around 1970 was breaking the chains of band memberships and was doing his own thing at the time this came out. Like always with beautiful melodies it is hard to describe what exactly is so lovely about them. There is the instant gratification aspect; as soon as this tune enters your ear you know it has got the little something to stay there for a while and you won’t be unhappy if it doesn’t go away. Irresistibility is another quality which comes to mind here. Even if I wanted I could not not listen to this and not be charmed by it. A characteristic which seems to describe the melody quite well is warmth, there is a pleasant cosiness from the inside mounting up in my body towards my head when I hear it. A propos „moving up“, a metaphysical dimension, an aspiration towards the immaterial, the out of this world, the inexplicable – the only one word nailing it I can come up with and it is with great hesitation I use that word (in German we would say Bauchschmerzen [bellyache]) is God – is absolutely indismissable in a piece of music to really make me fall in love with it. Last not least the perpetual repetition amplifies the effect of the enchanting tune and it was reflected in the title. Going round and round and round…