Music restoreth the soul

Elizabeth Quinn shares an annual summer highlight that is the closest she comes to a religious experience.

Music restoreth the soul

Elizabeth Quinn is a writer, Francophile, single mother of three young adults, writer and creator of diywoman.net. Today, she shares an annual summer highlight.

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Over summer I went to church, along with a hundred or so others of my flock.

We went to worship at the shrine of Franz Schubert, a 19th century German composer with a gift for putting music to already profound texts and rendering them close to sacred.

Listening to music is the closest thing to a religious experience I am ever likely to have. Every year in January, I go on a kind of noisy annual retreat – the kind that lets you talk, eat, drink and laugh as much as you like. But most of all listen. I head for the Mornington Peninsula for two weeks of classical music in a coastal holiday setting amid grapevines, tea-tree and eucalypts.

Birdsong and baroque music fill my days.

When I’m not sitting in an audience listening to music, I’m sitting on a verandah writing about it. I have given a lot of thought to the effect of music on my happiness. Research tells us that listening to music can deliver chemical rewards to the brain equivalent to almost any other activity, including sex.

One balmy evening, I sat on a deck chair under a marquee listening to soprano Sara MacIver singing Lascia ch’io pianga (Let me weep) from Handel’s opera Rinaldo. I never fail to follow its instructions and Saturday night was no exception. I sat in the blessed darkness of dusk in a pool of tears. Not misery. Quite the opposite. I felt raised up, ennobled, cleansed somehow. I gathered myself and my picnic basket together and hurried back to my holiday rental to play it over and over and wallow in the endorphins.

‘Mache dich, mein Herze, rein’ (‘Make thyself clean, my heart’) from J.S. Bach’s St Matthew Passion has a similar effect on me, although not so much in the waterworks department. It makes me raise my arms like an elderly ballerina and twirl slowly around the living room. Not knowing what the words mean doesn’t diminish the music’s resonance, but looking up the translation tells me that it is indeed a sad song, sung shortly after Jesus’s death on the cross. It almost makes me wish I believed in the story of the resurrection.

But I don’t.

Somehow religion passed my family by altogether.

I’m neither for it nor against it (unless it’s the impetus for acts of violence by religious extremists). But when I listen to the first movement of C.P.E. Bach’s Concerto pour flute en ré mineur, I’ve got the spirit of something in me, filling me with goodwill towards my fellow man. With the possible exception of those religious extremists I mentioned earlier.

That summer Sunday’s musical program at the seaside church concluded with Schubert’s An Die Musik, written to express his thanks and love for the art of music. Often called his ode to music, it was a kind of prayer of thanksgiving – a fitting and joyous ending to a celebration of music in this sacred space. And one for which I am eternally grateful. For ever and ever. Amen.

This story was first published in The Sunday Age and appears on diywomen.net

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    12th Jan 2020
    11:36am
    "It almost makes me wish I believed in the story of the resurrection. But I don’t."

    Sad, because it's true.

    A composer whose music never fails to move me is Olivier Messiaen (1908-1992).
    Troubadour
    12th Jan 2020
    11:57am
    So sad that you love music so much but you don't believe in the resurrection and Jesus. To me the two go so much together. God gave us music and like the writer I feel it deep in my soul, and know God gave us it to awaken our spiritual being. Music lifts me up constantly.
    rtrish
    12th Jan 2020
    12:15pm
    When I lived in the US, I went several times to concerts of Gospel music. I also saw Ray Charles and Aretha Franklin in concert. It left me with a life-long love of music, and since then I’ve taken musical appreciation classes on many different types of music. I do have a faith, but this love of music is additional, even secular music. It raises my soul, even when I’m with others whose love of music is different.


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