Let’s talk about
Specifically, let’s talk about the final movement of Beethoven’s Symphony, unarguably his best (and by “unarguably his best,” I mean “don’t try to argue with me; it’s his best”). Let’s talk about that last little bit in the horn section, two sets of horns in harmony. Here, skip to 8:25 and you’ll hear exactly the part I mean; it repeats, more or less, at 8:38.
This is my favorite part. Of the whole movement, of the whole symphony. Like ten seconds worth of music. Don’t get me wrong — I love the whole piece — but I can and have listened to that little section eight, ten times in a row. One little bit.
I don’t think she rewinds specifically for the spot, but my mom has a similar fondness for a mini-glissando in the fourth movement of Shostakovich’s piano trio no. 2. Listen to it at 8:14.
Just one little bit. A tiny bite. And it’s a favorite part, something you’re waiting for the whole piece even as you enjoy every other note.
A familial tic, or have you experienced a similar phenomenon? Say you can only listen to a max 15 seconds of music the rest of your life. Sure, it would suck, but would would you choose to make the madness more bearable?