Music is story and set all at once. And it's an illusion. The thing is, music's visceral effect exists without punitive measures from the helm.
Yo-Yo looked up at me and smiled from the bottom of his toes. I beamed back.
John Williams glared at me and time stood still.
Way for the Hollywood pro to put himself first. And to what end?
Ego blows.
Some people simply are boundlessly generous. Others need another chance at life with the cortisol switched off.
Still, thus was one of the scenes from life that painted the yellow brick road for this composer. You can read the whole story by clicking the link below.
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Carey Corr
And what a colossal block that ego brought to the co-creative energy and connection happening between two humans that were in the moment. I've seen this many times on a movie set. The egos involved block, even from themselves, a chance at a moment of nothingness, where mind and body drop of and creative consciousness, the nothingness, envelops the moment and magic happens. Such is the power of consciousness. But, I imagine many more magic moments happening, maybe a whole movie's worth, if we leave the egos out of it. Maybe then, a movie set can be a blissful space where nothingness is everywhere and the perceived stress that making a movie is hard melts into natural co-creation with the everyone involved. I think I might just try this idea I'm imagining, say maybe with Sing Your Song, seems more connected.