I commented a few days ago that my cousins and I liked explosives when we were children, and used homemade beer can cannons and fireworks to lob things at younger relatives. (We were thoughtful, though, and gave them helmets to wear.) July 4 was a big holiday in my family. Most of my cousins are boys, and they started to collect firecrackers and other fireworks as soon as they could, saving their money for the purpose for months. It was handy that we were so close to the South Dakota border and had easy access to firework stands. I still really love fireworks, but I don’t shoot them at people any more.
I don’t know what has got into me, but for the past few weeks one of the first things I do when I get home from work it to put a recording of Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture on really loud, and wait with gleeful anticipation for the cannons at the end of the piece. I love those cannons. I wish I could be the person in the orchestra to set them off. My recording is by the Kirov Orchestra conducted by Valery Gergiev. The liner notes say that members of the Royal Dutch Marine Band also performed, and I assume they shot off the cannons and artillery. What a great job to have!
What music would best reflect the state of your life right now? What music helps you cope?