When you realize you've joined the cult
Dec. 1st, 2006 08:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cahnD pointed out last night that I need to face this problem...
I used to mildly dislike Bach, in the same way I still mildly dislike Haydn. Some nice stuff, okay, gotta admit the Bach Double (violin concerto) is quite cool, but... still, totally boring. All those people who are fanatics about Bach? Crazy, all of them. Give me a Romantic any day.
In college I found out in Music Theory that the fanatics were far more numerous than I had believed. And that Bach, while still kind of boring, did have some good ideas, did have his moments. Was worthy of study. But "worthy of study" does not equal "worthy of adoration," obviously!
So... though I hadn't tipped over the edge yet... I was primed. Then... I blame it all on J... she made me listen to the Bach B Minor Mass.
And now... I'm all the things I always looked askance at others for. I try to understand what the heck complicated thing he's doing in some piece I used to think was utterly boring. I seek out Bach on the radio and in CD stores. I rant for ages if someone puts down the B Minor Mass. I put down Beethoven if someone dares to say he's cooler than Bach. I harangue others on why Bach is The Master And No One Must Say Differently, Because He Or She Is Just Wrong.
...The first step is admitting you have a problem, right?
I used to mildly dislike Bach, in the same way I still mildly dislike Haydn. Some nice stuff, okay, gotta admit the Bach Double (violin concerto) is quite cool, but... still, totally boring. All those people who are fanatics about Bach? Crazy, all of them. Give me a Romantic any day.
In college I found out in Music Theory that the fanatics were far more numerous than I had believed. And that Bach, while still kind of boring, did have some good ideas, did have his moments. Was worthy of study. But "worthy of study" does not equal "worthy of adoration," obviously!
So... though I hadn't tipped over the edge yet... I was primed. Then... I blame it all on J... she made me listen to the Bach B Minor Mass.
And now... I'm all the things I always looked askance at others for. I try to understand what the heck complicated thing he's doing in some piece I used to think was utterly boring. I seek out Bach on the radio and in CD stores. I rant for ages if someone puts down the B Minor Mass. I put down Beethoven if someone dares to say he's cooler than Bach. I harangue others on why Bach is The Master And No One Must Say Differently, Because He Or She Is Just Wrong.
...The first step is admitting you have a problem, right?
