Music is female, right? There is something special about the female body that connects it with music. The curves for example. Men are straight lines. They knock out everything around them, regardless of the setting. While no matter how impressive a woman can appear, she rarely competes with the surrounding. She coexist with it. The straight line always indicates a border, it splits the frame in two, demanding either symmetry or juxtaposition. The curve is much more natural, it allows you to relax and makes the composition coherent and fluent.
The female voice is the same. Men sing relying on power and about power. A woman sings relying on emotions, about emotions. Take every great female singer from Ella Fitzgerald to Björk, you’ll hear much more texture and much more attention to detail. That’s why there aren’t many women who are instrumentalists – the instruments require intervention, a push. It’s not a part of you, and its sound is not conceived in your body, hence the level of intimacy is not the same. You have to learn to respond to it, codifying the melody and breaking the rhythm into pieces. But when something comes directly from your own throat you have an instinctive, natural response.
This is Calliope, the “beautiful-voiced” muse of epic poetry, mother of Orpheus, the instrumentalist.