I dislike getting up before I really want to, but during summer I have to, in order to physically manage to walk up to Starview and back. This morning I walked With a Song in My Heart in my thoughts. For the past few days I have been ’conjecturing’ again about our concepts of Time. This being triggered, not only by my recent excursions into Artificial Consciousness, but, by an article in Quanta concerning the nature of Time [which I felt was in the same category as How Many Angels Can Dance on a Pin Head]. I’ll ‘Post’ my comments on that, later. Anyway. I first noticed that I could ‘summon up’ the lyrics in order and with an associated pitch. When a lyric could not be recalled, the tune proceeded until lyric memory kicked in again. I could easily repeat a section, sometimes recovering a ‘lost lyric’. I could change the tempo. I could sustain a note then proceed a tempo. I could change the key. I could not ‘hear’ the harmony, but I had some ‘sense’ of a change at moments where I know the change is exquisite. I realized that what I was sensing was not the same as if I hummed the tune. If I hum, I hear the actual sound in what’s left of my ‘good ear’. Of interest to me also, is the fact that I seem to be able to hum and hear the correct pitch; whereas, for the past year or so, sounds from the piano vary in pitch depending upon what key my brain assumes. This distressing condition might be due to fewer functioning ‘hair cells’ in the inner ear to properly convey pitch information to the brain. So much for my walk! Now to Break Fast.
