#romantic classical

dvorak's symphony no. 9 in e minor, 1st mvmt, is like if you were dreaming one night of a world where jobs weren't shitty and you got time to be outside and do the things you love, but then you woke up to remember that you're a industrial era factory worker, and had to take the train commute into the giant, sprawling, and smoky city that you hate to work the dangerous factory job that you hate, and while you're there, you keep thinking back to your dream and talking to the people you work with about it, so that by the end of your day, you've started a violent revolution that ends in the total destruction of your factory and the city being set on fire and you walking away to go back to sleep in your bed.

chopin's "nocturne op. 9 no. 2" is like if you were the child of a rich and boring regency period family, and you're stuck at yet another one of those god awful parties where everyone's so blasé but pretending to have the time of their lives, and you get fed up with it, so you sneak outside and start walking around in the forest, where you stumble upon a beautiful fairy dancing upon a creek. and you watch her laugh just out of the sheer joy of dancing and realize her smile is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, and you just watch her intently, until she finally notices you there, and instead of shying away, she invites you to dance with you, and you do so and it's the most alive you've ever felt. and by the end your clothes are soaked, but you don't care, and she sprinkles you with fairy dust and you fall in love with your little creek fairy.