Tonight, I had the privilege of seeing an early version of a documentary
film called Alive Inside, which showcases the work of Music and Memory,
an organization trying to get iPods with personalized music selections
into the hands of nursing home residents and Alzheimer's patients across
the U.S. The effects of personally relevant music on the lives of the
older people in the film were staggering--people with little access to
their memories could be almost taken back in time by listening to music
they loved in childhood. Clearly, as the film asserted, music is able
to reach beyond the ordinary pathways of brain or memory function.
Now, I am not a nursing home patient, and aside from forgetting
sometimes where I put down my cup of coffee, I have a reasonably good
memory. Yet, the power of music to evoke feelings or times past
definitely resonated with me. A piece of music popping into my head
often prompts a blog post. A song on the radio can make me cry in two
seconds flat. Even at my synagogue, where I saw the film, I am struck
on a regular basis by how the liturgical music transports me back to my
childhood going to services with my family.
So, why am I writing about this? Well, I can't help but hope it will
lend support to the really good people who were involved with the film
and the people who are affected by getting music in their lives. And, it
was something that transformed the tone of my day, which made it
blogworthy. And, it was a reminder that it's really good each day to stop
and hear the music, stop and see what's around you, stop and think
about what you can do to make something outside of yourself just a
little better.
Happy Friday.
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