This Pain Is Not For You
Can we use sad music any way we see fit? Or does the disclosure of pain oblige us to think carefully about the way we listen?
Rebecca Tirrell Talbot has many part-time identities. She is an adjunct professor, teaching English at Concordia University and a writing-intensive freshman seminar at North Park University. She is a part-time technical writer (and thus, she has adopted the mantra, "technically, I should be writing") and works on her own creative nonfiction, too.
She enjoys writing about Chicago, where she and her husband Sean live, and her thesis about Chicago's Uptown neighborhood won an outstanding thesis award from Roosevelt University.
Can we use sad music any way we see fit? Or does the disclosure of pain oblige us to think carefully about the way we listen?
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Two hundred people fill a sparsely furnished sanctuary, singing at the top of their lungs. They are untrained singers with plenty of vocal eccentricities. No instruments give the right key or take the edge off the voices’ peculiarities. Stumbling upon a scenario like this would make many people flee for the exits. [...]
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