blog
tyblography

categories

architecture (28)
on location (21)
random thoughts (1,258)
staff (25)
the design life (285)
the writing life (412)
blog archive




Frisson? Or Frissoff?

And all this time I thought this was perfectly normal:

[R]esearchers found that the brains of individuals who occasionally feel a chill while listening to music were wired differently than the control subjects. They had more nerve fibers connecting [their] auditory cortex, the part of the brain that processes sound, to their anterior insular cortex, a region involved in processing feelings. The auditory cortex also had strong links to parts of the brain that may monitor emotions.

Just to be sure, I tested myself. Before anyone arrived to work this morning, I put on Job: A Masque for Dancing by the English composer Ralph Vaughan Williams. I chose the fourth track—”Scene III: Minuet of the Sons of Job and Their Wives”—and bumped the volume up as loud as my little Bowers & Wilkins T7 could safely handle.

Scene III: Minuet of the Songs of Job and Their Wives

As the strings and winds moved slowly yet inexorably toward the brass fanfare announcing the arrival of Satan, I could feel the goosebumps on my arms and the hair on the back of my neck stand up. And when the full orchestra finally unleashed its triple-fortissimo fury, my spine was practically electric. Time for a cigarette.

And to think some people don’t get to experience this.



*name

*e-mail

web site

leave a comment


back to top    |    recent posts    |    archive