Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Music to my ears

It was plain speaking Martin Luther who said, 'A person who does not regard music as a marvellous creation of God is a clodhopper'.'

That is a tad blunt, and yet what joy and comfort and even a sense of deep longing music often brings. Are we really merely chemical and biological as the new atheists woud have it? Or does our love of music point to something more profound.

By the way the Oxford English Dictionary tells me that a clodhopper is,

One who walks over ploughed land; a ploughman or agricultural labourer; a country lout; hence, a clumsy awkward boor, a clown. 
Or perhaps even an Oxford Don?
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