My earliest musical recollection is that of a music box in my grandmother's house. Seems like I spent hours... listening....absorbed in that... mysterious..forlorn...intriguing...captivating sound-of-a-distant-land melody.
Twenty five years back, I began writing a composition that was eventually called.... RECOLLECTION. I started writing it while learning (or immediately thereafter) Chopin's Preludes in Eminor and Bminor and, in my mind, I always made an association with those pieces as the primary influence of Recollection. AHHHH...not SO grasshopper!
I inherited that music box when my grandmom passed. Kept it around for years. It wouldn't work so it became a visual reminder of an amazing woman and a special time. Last week, while blogging about influences, I decided to try and see if it might not ...sing to me again. To my amazement, it...awoke! Its plaintive, bell-toned melody rang from it's underside and I was drawn right back to that ...feeling...and there is was right before my eyes: the TRUE inspiration of Recollection. Thus the final title .....I have no doubt.