From A Dissonant Sound

The knifelike, jarring sound effects from the opening tone cluster pounded my eardrums at first instance and announced a provocative prologue. In a slow tempo, note by note, the song was initiated with an unsingable, atonal tone, not lovely at all. Could I call it a melody? Could I call it music? The sound I heard made me feel awkward. As I moved one of my fingertips a half step down on the piano keys, the sound changed. The tension shifted, and the threads in the tangle of sound started to unwind and interact. I knew music had found its way.