Monday, June 4, 2007

Iterax, Beethoven and the Irony of Life

Monday, June 4, 2007

Waking up at 3 pm from a fourteen-hour, Iterax-induced, dreamless yet restful sleep, I started my day. And as I was wolfing down a hurriedly prepared meal of cheese and egg sandwich, a bowl of soup and a glass of milk, I mentally listed down the things I need to accomplish for the rest of the day. Practice Greensleaves on the piano. Retrieve the laundry. Prepare outfits for the week. Vacuum. Work on cross stitch.

Done with all those things, I sat down to watch the movie, Copying Beethoven, a fictional take on the tortured and inspired life of Ludwig Van Beethoven. The movie was not that remarkable but since they made use of the maestro’s very own music – particularly the Ninth Symphony in all its drama and splendor - the score was utterly glorious. It showed Beethoven’s character, deploring his situation:

“My head is constantly filled with sounds. It never stops. The only relief I have is to write it down. God infests my mind with music and then what does he do? He makes me deaf! He denies me the pleasure he allows everyone else – hearing my work.”

Isn’t life ironic?


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