If your heartbeat were music tuned to the pitch of your individual personality, what genre would it be, how long would it be, what instruments would play it, and how high would it get in the charts. Mine would be a much loved one hit wonder that, in the country of Chad, would make number one for a solid day and a half and then disappear into whatever crack mombo number five fell into after its success. It would be played on an orchestra of kazoos and have a bpm matching drumb and bass with intermittent psytrance bass wobble. And finally; id say it was up beat in most parts with heavy bass.

Thunderstorm

The bass starts low, accompanied by a rumble from the drums. It’s a dark beginning, like the calm before the storm.

High above the basses, the flute works a smooth and staccato melodic notes, interchangeably.

Everyone waits with baited breath.

The saxophones come in at once, adding a rough harmony that dances through the middle of the spectrum.

Listeners feel a thrill as a chill runs through their bodies. They’re scared, but intrigued.

No one notices as the clarinet melody starts, low. Quickly it rises to replace the flutes, and everyone is shocked at this sudden and unexpected change.

Every instrument dips suddenly into a quiet and smooth melody.

It’s a beautiful bar, and listeners vow to return.

The conductor gestures as the music swells. Then, explosively, the orchestra lets loose one powerful, staccato note, leaving the audience feeling dazed.

It was a long and complex piece, but most people will fail to understand its depth. The composer didn’t gain great fame, and she is not the next Mozart, but the piece is occasionally praised in Italy.

The composer plans to look for other pursuits.