The moment in "Titanic" that gets me more than any other is when the string quartet starts to play "Nearer My God, To Thee," as the ship is sinking. It�s such a poignant scene, and the images that they show during that song are the ones that touch me most. The old couple lying down on the bed together to go to sleep. The mother reading the bedtime story to her children as she tucks them into bed. The mayhem and chaos on the deck of the ship. Those last moments of panic, overlaid by the simplicity of a string quartet. I know it�s a legend that they did play "Nearer My God, To Thee" as the ship was sinking, and it�s one that I like to believe. And if they did, I wonder what kind of reaction they got. Did anyone hear them playing? Did anyone stop to see the art in the madness, or were they playing for their own sakes only?
"Gentlemen, it has been a privilege playing with you tonight." That was the reason for the art. It was a piece of sanity for the artist in a sinking world. Is that what art is for me? The one thing that keeps me sane in a world gone mad? The privilege of working with the people who understand the same things that I do, and who need the music of art to remind us that it is to become "nearer, my God, to thee" that we strive.
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