One of my favorite pieces of music is Beethoven's 7th, 2nd Movement, Allegretto, in A Major. In fact, if I may be even more precise, the first 3 minutes, 20 seconds of said movement.
I seem to enjoy music which might be classified as "Melancholia".
Beethoven's 7th gives me the strangest vision in my head and I don't know why. I see, in my mind, the bodies of soldiers - specifically, Napoleon's army with which he invaded Russia - the greatest disaster ever visited on the French before World War I. I see them in piles along a road. Frozen. Laying all in disarray. I think these bodies are men who died on the way to Vilnius, in Lithuania - the fighting over, the army defeated, the victims of a terrible European winter. Not men who died in battle, but those who died trying to get home.
I have seen this same vision all my life. I can remember the first time I heard the piece. I remember the first time I saw them. I don't see their faces. I see their bodies - as if through a frosted window - and I see dead horses and useless carts and the equipment of War strewn about.
All my life.
I told you it was strange.
I would really like to know why this vision visits me every time I hear this piece.