IN REMEMBRANCE OF MY BROTHER DENIS CHARLES |
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Denis loved music because music is the organized movement of sounds through a continuum of time. Music plays a role in all societies, and it exists in a large number of styles, each characteristic of a geographical region or a historical era. In western culture, dictionaries usually define music as an art that is concerned with combining sounds -- particularly pitches -- to produce an artifact that has beauty or attractiveness, that expresses something, that follows some kind of internal logic and exhibits intelligible structure, and that requires special skill on the part of its creator. Clearly, music is not easy to define, and yet most people recognize the concept of music and generally agree on whether or not a given sound is musical. My brother Denis loved to play the drums. Drums are found throughout the world, in practically every culture, and are known to have existed from at least 6,000 B.C. The musical use of drums varies from simple timekeeping to the carrying of complex rhythms and counterrhythms. May the sound of Denis' drumbeats stay forever in our hearts . . . .
Written by Vivien A. Charles,
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