This past Tuesday was probably one
of my favorite class periods of all time. We listened to music. We slapped out
beats. Dr. Mack taught us the African roots of Latin America music and we learned
what makes samba samba, salsa salsa, and reggaeton reggaeton. It’s the beat.
The basic beat of different types
of music aren’t beat out robotically in
the background of the piece, as Dr. Mack mentioned in class, rather, the melody falls in and around the beat. The melody and
the beat complement each other to create a unique and distinctive blend of
sounds. Drums or other such percussion instruments are usually the musical
instruments that carry the beat-they set the tone and rhythm for the music. While
the melody is catchy and nice to listen to, it is the rhythm that compels your
body to move. To rock and sway in time with the pulsing of the rhythm— dancing.
As rhythm is often carried out by the percussion,
drumming plays a huge role in setting music genres apart.
As I thought about Latin American
music, my thoughts broadened and encompassed more land and people. Virtually
every culture and people has their own distinct form of music, made unique by
the instruments used to make the music and possibly more importantly, what its
basic underlying beat is.
For whatever reason, a phrase in Kesha’s Die
Young keeps running through my head- “I hear your heart beat to the beat of
my drums.” As we immerse ourselves in the music, ‘turn our brains off, and just
feel it,’ as Dr.Mack advised, we are able to connect which that culture. The
beat of the underlying rhythm, sometimes subtle, while at other times unmistakable,
beats to the rhythm of their hearts. And
as we open our minds and our hearts to them to appreciate their music, we
become one with them. For a time, our hearts beat in unison. They beat as one.
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