Emotions of musical memories

Nathan Liewicki
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Every so often musical lyrics, melodies and harmonies reach deep into my soul and leave me covered with goose bumps.


Every so often musical lyrics, melodies and harmonies reach deep into my soul and leave me covered with goose bumps.

Sometimes I experience those moments driving on city streets with the tunes cranked louder than my eardrums can tolerate. Other times - notably when I'm washing dishes - the music invigorates my mind and the powerful sounds I hear overpower my emotions.

Most of the time these experiences occur when I'm listening to country music.

The lyrics sung by big time country artists like Dallas Smith, Carrie Underwood and Luke Bryan occasionally send chills up and down my spine. Maybe it's because I try placing myself within the context of their lyrics, but I get so deep into their music that I'm left with tingling skin.

As I experienced a live performance last Saturday evening, my body quivered as a striking mixture of perfectly balanced sounds hit me square in my emotional jugular.

I was not at a country music concert. There were not thousands of people hopped on red bull and various alcoholic beverages.

Instead, I was positioned - dead centre - in the middle of Caronport's Hildebrand Chapel for Briercrest College and Seminary's Christmas musical production: Love's Pilgrimage.

Although I donned my journalist hat that night - I later wrote a story for the Times-Herald about the performance - I allowed my own personal emotions and past experiences guide me through the five-act production.

After all, being part of Christmas musical productions, whether musically, theatrically, or both, was part of my childhood every December. In elementary school, I had a distinguished acting and singing career. Whether it was for a school, or a church Christmas production, I always seemed to land a prominent role.

In junior high and senior high I brushed my acting skills aside in order to focus on musical performances.

I could still sing fairly eloquently, but my adoption of flute and piccolo became my Christmas forte.

The acting in Love's Pilgrimage contained plenty of humorous quips, but it was the music, including the accented flute and piccolo solos from Kate-Anne Bauhuis, that truly struck me with gusto.

Memories of old streamed through my mind as I imagined myself on stage in Bauhuis' seat, playing an intricate and challenging array of music for a crowd of interested onlookers.

On that night, however, the goosebumps that covered my body from head to toe served as a reminder of the tremendous musical memories I experienced as a child.

Nathan Liewicki can be reached at 306-691-1256 or follow him on Twitter @liewicks


Organizations: Briercrest College, Times-Herald

Geographic location: Caronport

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