These last few weeks have been fun as I’ve been able to improve the audio video capabilities of our modest home theater system. We updated the audio quality by switching to an optical digital cable that’s now hooked our television, and anything that goes through the television to the sound bar speakers. I had no idea the difference would be that noticeable, speaking as a half deaf senior citizen. We also changed out the RCA type cables that run from the Laser Disc player to the back of the television to ‘Monster Cables’ that are supposed to have better transfer of information.
But that’s not why I’m writing today…
One of the laser discs enjoyed this morning was Horowitz
in Moscow. There were images of
various patrons soaking up the music produced by this world class pianist. There
was a camera shot from the balcony seating area where someone had placed their
personal cassette recorder hoping to capture the experience so it could be
played again once they’d gone home.
Here I am on the other side of the world watching and
listening to a command performance given many years ago, as if I were there. I’m fortunate to own a laser disc which
captured each moment visually along with crystal clear reproduction of music. It’s a good bet the audio reproduction on my
copy far exceeds anything that was on the cassette recording made from the
balcony.
The image shown includes a couple of items of
importance. Center stage is Horowitz as
his fingers carefully and methodically move across the keyboard; but
secondarily, as the laser disc progressed, are images of those in the audience
taking in the performance. It occurred
to me that I was among those in the audience, no different than if I’d purchased
a ticket to sit among them as my reflection ghosts in from my vantage point on
the sofa, nearly invisible until you study the image looking for that ghost.
Do we express our appreciation for the gifts we’ve
been provided? Perhaps we should say
Thank You more often, not only for the things which are pleasing; but for the
challenges that make us appreciate when things aren’t quite so hectic. Gratitude is our way of paying for those
moments, tears of sorrow for the passing of someone close, someone who was part
of our world and made a difference, tears of happiness that they’ve gone home
to continue their eternal progression.
Think I’ll put on the laser disc with Harry
Chapin’s Final Concert, the one that has Cat’s in the Cradle ; yeah... “but he smiled as he did and
he said, I’m gonna’ be like him, yeah, you know I’m gonna be like him”.
It dawned on me, my father passed away four years ago, those tears must be for the beautiful music I’ve been enjoying; yeah, must be the music…
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