The Fredösphere

The blogger "Waterfall" at A Sort of Notebook has given me a link, so I'll return the favor.  It turns out she was blogging about musical keys and their personalities on the same exact day I was.  Let me remember, was I wearing my tinfoil hat that day.  I don't think so!  Waterfall and I must be victims of the same world-wide mind control experiment.  There can be no other explanation!

Waterfall has her own "affective key characteristics" which I have no desire to argue with.  I'm glad to see she simply skipped over E minor, which is the one key I feel I really, really understand emotionally.  It's like, me and that key have a bond.  E minor is the key of loss, distance, and remoteness of time and place.  It's the key of the wind whistling through the crumbling stones of an ancient monastery on some uninhabited island hundreds of miles off the north coast of Ireland.  Don't try to argue with me on this.

Waterfall also provides a link to Christian Schubart's key list, which also wisely avoids contradicting me on the topic of E minor.  For D minor, he says "melancholy womanliness, the spleen and humours brood."  Funny, that's not exactly what I came up with.

Today, Waterfall is making fun of the name of a certain 20th century French composer.  Listen, my Johann Josef Fux trumps her Marcel Poot any day.