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Musicophilia (English Edition) [Format Kindle]

Oliver Sacks
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Amazon Best of the Month, December 2007: Legendary R&B icon Ray Charles claimed that he was "born with music inside me," and neurologist Oliver Sacks believes Ray may have been right. Musicophilia: Tales of Music and the Brain examines the extreme effects of music on the human brain and how lives can be utterly transformed by the simplest of harmonies. With clinical studies covering the tragic (individuals afflicted by an inability to connect with any melody) and triumphant (Alzheimer's patients who find order and comfort through music), Sacks provides an erudite look at the notion that humans are truly a "musical species." --Dave Callanan

Extrait

A Bolt from the Blue: Sudden Musicophilia

Tony Cicoria was forty-two, very fit and robust, a former college football player who had become a well-regarded orthopedic surgeon in a small city in upstate New York. He was at a lakeside pavilion for a family gathering one fall afternoon. It was pleasant and breezy, but he noticed a few storm clouds in the distance; it looked like rain.

He went to a pay phone outside the pavilion to make a quick call to his mother (this was in 1994, before the age of cell phones). He still remembers every single second of what happened next: "I was talking to my mother on the phone. There was a little bit of rain, thunder in the distance. My mother hung up. The phone was a foot away from where I was standing when I got struck. I remember a flash of light coming out of the phone. It hit me in the face. Next thing I remember, I was flying backwards."

Then—he seemed to hesitate before telling me this—"I was flying forwards. Bewildered. I looked around. I saw my own body on the ground. I said to myself, 'Oh shit, I'm dead.' I saw people converging on the body. I saw a woman—she had been standing waiting to use the phone right behind me—position herself over my body, give it CPR. . . . I floated up the stairs—my consciousness came with me. I saw my kids, had the realization that they would be okay. Then I was surrounded by a bluish-white light . . . an enormous feeling of well-being and peace. The highest and lowest points of my life raced by me. No emotion associated with these . . . pure thought, pure ecstasy. I had the perception of accelerating, being drawn up . . . there was speed and direction. Then, as I was saying to myself, 'This is the most glorious feeling I have ever had'—SLAM! I was back."

Dr. Cicoria knew he was back in his own body because he had pain—pain from the burns on his face and his left foot, where the electrical charge had entered and exited his body—and, he realized, "only bodies have pain." He wanted to go back, he wanted to tell the woman to stop giving him CPR, to let him go; but it was too late—he was firmly back among the living. After a minute or two, when he could speak, he said, "It's okay—I'm a doctor!" The woman (she turned out to be an intensive-care-unit nurse) replied, "A few minutes ago, you weren't."

The police came and wanted to call an ambulance, but Cicoria refused, delirious. They took him home instead ("it seemed to take hours"), where he called his own doctor, a cardiologist. The cardiologist, when he saw him, thought Cicoria must have had a brief cardiac arrest, but could find nothing amiss with examination or EKG. "With these things, you're alive or dead," the cardiologist remarked. He did not feel that Dr. Cicoria would suffer any further consequences of this bizarre accident.

Cicoria also consulted a neurologist—he was feeling sluggish (most unusual for him) and having some difficulties with his memory. He found himself forgetting the names of people he knew well. He was examined neurologically, had an EEG and an MRI. Again, nothing seemed amiss.

A couple of weeks later, when his energy returned, Dr. Cicoria went back to work. There were still some lingering memory problems—he occasionally forgot the names of rare diseases or surgical procedures—but all his surgical skills were unimpaired. In another two weeks, his memory problems disappeared, and that, he thought, was the end of the matter.

What then happened still fills Cicoria with amazement, even now, a dozen years later. Life had returned to normal, seemingly, when "suddenly, over two or three days, there was this insatiable desire to listen to piano music." This was completely out of keeping with anything in his past. He had had a few piano lessons as a boy, he said, "but no real interest." He did not have a piano in his house. What music he did listen to tended to be rock music.

With this sudden onset of craving for piano music, he began to buy recordings and became especially enamored of a Vladimir Ashkenazy recording of Chopin favorites—the Military Polonaise, the Winter Wind Étude, the Black Key Étude, the A-flat Polonaise, the B-flat Minor Scherzo. "I loved them all," Tony said. "I had the desire to play them. I ordered all the sheet music. At this point, one of our babysitters asked if she could store her piano in our house—so now, just when I craved one, a piano arrived, a nice little upright. It suited me fine. I could hardly read the music, could barely play, but I started to teach myself." It had been more than thirty years since the few piano lessons of his boyhood, and his fingers seemed stiff and awkward.

And then, on the heels of this sudden desire for piano music, Cicoria started to hear music in his head. "The first time," he said, "it was in a dream. I was in a tux, onstage; I was playing something I had written. I woke up, startled, and the music was still in my head. I jumped out of bed, started trying to write down as much of it as I could remember. But I hardly knew how to notate what I heard." This was not too successful—he had never tried to write or notate music before. But whenever he sat down at the piano to work on the Chopin, his own music "would come and take me over. It had a very powerful presence."

I was not quite sure what to make of this peremptory music, which would intrude almost irresistibly and overwhelm him. Was he having musical hallucinations? No, Dr. Cicoria said, they were not hallucinations—"inspiration" was a more apt word. The music was there, deep inside him—or somewhere—and all he had to do was let it come to him. "It's like a frequency, a radio band. If I open myself up, it comes. I want to say, 'It comes from heaven,' as Mozart said."

His music is ceaseless. "It never runs dry," he continued. "If anything, I have to turn it off."

Now he had to wrestle not just with learning to play the Chopin, but to give form to the music continually running in his head, to try it out on the piano, to get it on manuscript paper. "It was a terrible struggle," he said. "I would get up at four in the morning and play till I went to work, and when I got home from work I was at the piano all evening. My wife was not really pleased. I was possessed."

In the third month after being struck by lightning, then, Cicoria—once an easygoing, genial family man, almost indifferent to music—was inspired, even possessed, by music, and scarcely had time for anything else. It began to dawn on him that perhaps he had been "saved" for a special reason. "I came to think," he said, "that the only reason I had been allowed to survive was the music." I asked him whether he had been a religious man before the lightning. He had been raised Catholic, he said, but had never been particularly observant; he had some "unorthodox" beliefs, too, such as in reincarnation.

He himself, he grew to think, had had a sort of reincarnation, had been transformed and given a special gift, a mission, to "tune in" to the music that he called, half metaphorically, "the music from heaven." This came, often, in "an absolute torrent" of notes with no breaks, no rests, between them, and he would have to give it shape and form. (As he said this, I thought of Caedmon, the seventh-century Anglo-Saxon poet, an illiterate goatherd who, it was said, had received the "art of song" in a dream one night, and spent the rest of his life praising God and creation in hymns and poems.)

Cicoria continued to work on his piano playing and his compositions. He got books on notation, and soon realized that he needed a music teacher. He would travel to concerts by his favorite performers but had nothing to do with musical friends in his own town or musical activities there. This was a solitary pursuit, between himself and his muse.

I asked whether he had experienced other changes since the lightning strike—a new appreciation of art, perhaps, different taste in reading, new beliefs? Cicoria said he had become "very spiritual" since his near-death experience. He had started to read every book he could find about near-death experiences and about lightning strikes. And he had got "a whole library on Tesla," as well as anything on the terrible and beautiful power of high-voltage electricity. He felt he could sometimes see "auras" of light or energy around people's bodies—he had never seen this before the lightning bolt.

Some years passed, and Cicoria's new life, his inspiration, never deserted him for a moment. He continued to work full-time as a surgeon, but his heart and mind now centered on music. He got divorced in 2004, and the same year had a fearful motorcycle accident. He had no memory of this, but his Harley was struck by another vehicle, and he was found in a ditch, unconscious and badly injured, with broken bones, a ruptured spleen, a perforated lung, cardiac contusions, and, despite his helmet, head injuries. In spite of all this, he made a complete recovery and was back at work in two months. Neither the accident nor his head injury nor his divorce seemed to have made any difference to his passion for playing and composing music.



I have never met another person with a story like Tony Cicoria's, but I have occasionally had patients with a similar sudden onset of musical or artistic interests—including Salimah M., a research chemist. In her early forties, Salimah started to have brief periods, lasting a minute or less, in which she would get "a strange feeling"—sometimes a sense that she was on a beach that she had once known, while at the same time being perfectly conscious of her current surroundings and able...

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5.0 étoiles sur 5 GENIAL 6 août 2012
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J'avais deja lu "L'homme qui prenait sa femme pour un chapeau" et j'ai adore Musicophilia. Sans doute car j'avais eu une intuition...qui s'est revele juste. Je m'etais adresse au Dr Sacks a New York il y a quelques annees a propos d'etranges phenomemes hallucinatoires musicaux que je ne pouvais m'expliquer. Quelle fut mon agreable surprise quand M Sacks m'ecrivit et m'apporta d'interessantes informations quant a ce qui a pu m'arriver. mon intuition s'est averee juste car j'ai effectivement retrouve mon cas narre dans le livre de MR Sacks. Et bien sur un tas d'histoire incroyables sur la nature toujours surprenante du cerveau. Merci pour ce formidable livre
Cyriaque Griffon
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3.0 étoiles sur 5 Fascinant 27 août 2011
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Les méandres du cerveau face à la musique. Ouvrage très intéressant avec d'incroyables témoignages et analyses de ces témoignages. C'est de plus écrit de façon limpide alors qu'avec tous les termes scientifiques, ç'aurait pu être le piège.
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 +1 1 juillet 2011
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Une pure merveille de Oliver Sacks, scientifique de haut vol comme Daniel Levitin.
Acheté pour la rédaction d'une thèse en musicothérapie.
Je ne regrette pas, je le recommande vivement, de préférence avec De la note au cerveau : L'influence de la musique sur le comportement
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2.0 étoiles sur 5 Frustrant 13 juin 2009
Par Salgrev
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Ce livre passe en revue avec un luxe de détails inouï, soit des pathologies musicales, soit l'interaction entre musiques et pathologies cérébrales. Le domaine est vaste et la catégorisation de ces interactions ou de ces pathologies donne à l'auteur l'occasion de jouer d'un instrument, dont on ne sait jamais très bien s'il s'agit de science ou de piquage de papillons sur une plaque de liège pour faire un joli sous-verre. Et parfois avec cuistrerie, dans l'usage de termes abscons non définis (sont-ils toujours définissables ?) et dignes de certaines pièces de Molière... N'espérez en aucune manière à l'issue de votre lecture, comprendre un peu mieux ce que sont l'écoute ou le plaisir musicaux !
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 pas mal 28 avril 2011
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Point de vu beaucoup trop neurologique et pas assez contextualisé pour en faire un travail de recherche vraiment incontournable, mais néanmoins à lire si le sujet vous intéresse !
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2.0 étoiles sur 5 Comme c'est mal écrit ! Décevant... 26 août 2009
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J'ai commencé ce livre avec plaisir plein d'entrain, passionné par le sujet... Le livre commence assez bien par le premier chapitre puis quelle déception !
L'auteur qui commence par une démarche scientifique finit par égrainer un catalogue de pathologies ayant plus ou moins un rapport avec le sujet, puis ça part dans tous les sens et la fin est bien bâclée. Il passe plus de temps à donner son opinion ou à narrer ses propres aventures (Qu'est-ce qui lui en est arrivé à ce Monsieur entre les hallucinations musicales jusqu'à la perte de plaisir à l'écoute de la musique !..) Il étaye parfois ses propos par des courriers envoyés par des personnes qui racontent leur propres expériences. Quelle démarche pseudo-scientifique ! Et puis, il peut remercier ces personnes d'avoir écrit un quart du livre. il devrait leur reverser des droits d'auteurs ! Bref, qu'on aurait été plus heureux si Antonio Damasio ou Christophe André avait écrit le livre tant celui-ci est mal écrit et devient rapidement inintéressant..
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Un ouvrage intérressant 7 avril 2009
Par The metalhacker VOIX VINE
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Ce livre, écrit par le professeur Oliver Sacks, neurologue de son état, (qui publia en 1987, "l'éveil", qui donna un film du meme nom en 1990 dans lequel on retrouve Robin Williams jouant son role et Robert De Niro, jouant le role du malade) traite de patients victimes d'hallucinations musicales, en clair, qui entendent constamment des musiques plus ou moins nettes dans leurs tetes. Parfaitement rédigé et se lisant facilement, ce livre est un pur plaisir à lire. On y apprend, par exemple, comment certains sujets sourds, n'étant pas doués à l'origine pour jouer d'un instrument, se réveillent un matin et se mettent à jouer comme s'ils savaient joué depuis fort longtemps. D'autres encore, qui savent moduler plus ou moins le bruit ou la mélodie dans leur tetes.
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1.0 étoiles sur 5 Jargon médical 4 avril 2012
Par Fafa
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Qui commande nos actes ? La machine "cerveau" ou un truc en plus qui fait de nous quelque chose d'autre que des êtres purement mécaniques ? L'avis d'un éminent neurologue me semblait à première vue prometteur et propre à bousculer certaines idées. Pourtant, n'espérez pas trouver dans ce livre un début de réflexion sur la condition humaine ou la notion de libre arbitre. L'auteur présente une succession de cas cliniques selon un classement que je n'ai pas réussi à déchiffrer, un peu à la manière des freak shows. Et surtout, des phrases et des paragraphes en jargon médical qui sont incompréhensibles à qui n'a pas fait d'études de neurologie. Si vous ne savez pas ce qu'est un cortex pariétal postérieur et que vous ignorez à quoi il sert, passez votre chemin: ce livre n'est pas pour vous.
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ANOTHER EXCELLENT MASTERPIECE MY FAVOURITE NEUROLOGIST...

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