[audio memory] A perfect match
Jan. 30th, 2011 01:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
getsomesleepSuddenly, just after sunset, the radios begin to play music.
There's no warning, no signal, no words. Nothing but the soft, echoing strumming of the string instrument - some might recognize a guqin, played with exceptional skill and relish. A wave of sound crashes, and another, and then a second instrument joins, quicker and fiercer yet in perfect harmony.
The two unknown musicians play for some minutes, dancing around, complimenting, coaxing each other. There is no sound but the music as it unfolds, develops and finally builds to a crescendo that echoes for long seconds after both go silent.
And just as the music rose, it disappears again.
[Taken from Red Cliff Part I, right here from about 8:55 to the end.]
There's no warning, no signal, no words. Nothing but the soft, echoing strumming of the string instrument - some might recognize a guqin, played with exceptional skill and relish. A wave of sound crashes, and another, and then a second instrument joins, quicker and fiercer yet in perfect harmony.
The two unknown musicians play for some minutes, dancing around, complimenting, coaxing each other. There is no sound but the music as it unfolds, develops and finally builds to a crescendo that echoes for long seconds after both go silent.
And just as the music rose, it disappears again.
[Taken from Red Cliff Part I, right here from about 8:55 to the end.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 01:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 01:16 pm (UTC)Does it... sound familiar?
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Date: 2011-02-01 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-02 12:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-03 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-30 08:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 01:21 pm (UTC)Do you know it, perhaps?
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:06 pm (UTC)I'm sorry, I don't.
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Date: 2011-01-31 08:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-30 10:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 01:21 pm (UTC)Your words are kid, but I'm not certain that the musician is here to accept them.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:13 pm (UTC)Then my good wishes go with them, wherever they are.
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Date: 2011-01-31 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 03:53 pm (UTC)The instrument is, I believe, called a qin. The players are certainly very skilled.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:13 pm (UTC)They are. [...] Were you one of them?
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Date: 2011-01-31 08:24 pm (UTC)