Margaret Alice Second

(24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Interlocking Stars

Music is written down in staves,5 parallel,
equally-spaced, horizontal lines indicting
the path for every voice and instrument to
flow in seemingly chronological sequence

Yet as the music plays the notes form a
hologram - 3-dimensional spirals moving
outwards from a central point - interlocking
stars falling from the sky in a rain of sparks

Lassoes made of notes are thrown and twirl
together forming images behind my eyes as
if a circus artiste is spinning plates on sticks
which all turn together simultaneously in 3-D

Confusing the audience, the whole orchestral
piece spreading outwards from its beginning
creating a whole new universe in melody thus
music is divine, creation is said to start with a

Central chord and maybe this is what Thomas
Otten is conveying in his swirling, mesmerising
melodies in such sweet, clear tones – beware –
you may not want to return to earth again…

Submitted: Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 05, 2013

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