Children are exposed to so little live music that by the time they reach adolescence they are sometimes terrified of it: What is expected of them? Some special behavior, perhaps? Some "appreciation" such as is taught in schools whereby all music is reduced to thing-ness?
This morning I saw something positively lovely and loving: The moment a beautiful live trumpet sounded together with voices and organ a father reached over and touched his small child, as if to embody the gentle warmth of this very special sound.
Lucky child!
