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by burp3141
2845 days ago
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My father loves music. Famously miserly, he wouldn't mind a monthly paycheck on an audio system. I on the other hand have never enjoyed music. I think it's a rebellion thing. But also that sad music made me despondent but happy music didn't affect me to the same extent. The way my father managed to reel me in was to ask me to predict where the musician would take the song. In things like Jazz or improvised music, this is pretty hard. But even in well known classical pieces, this kind of prediction and correction is a pretty interesting exercise. My takeaway from this kind of exercise is that I enjoy music as a pattern matching exercise. It's like a good joke - when you run into an unexpected punchline. |
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One day, some researchers worked with my school to administer a test to find out if there was a connection between standardized test scores (in our case, the ACT) and musical aptitude. Pattern matching was the way they decided to test this.
They set a tape recorder in the middle of the room and gave us a multiple choice sheet. First, they played the beginning of a melody, which stopped abruptly. Then, they played four different ways the melody could resolve. Our goal was to choose the most likely.
Sometimes, the pieces would be something classic, like Mozart or Beethoven. Other times, they were more contemporary.
I glanced around the room to see the reaction of the other students. The choices all seemed very obvious to me. Afterwards, I asked around and most people said they had to guess on most of them.
The next day, the teacher pulled me aside and told me that I had scored the highest in the school.
I never did follow up to see what the results of the research was, but to this day, I believe I wouldn't have done that well if I had not spent a lot of time listening to music and tinkering with melody lines in my free time.