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epitome of incomprehensibility
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Sometimes. When you want to let_sleeping_dogs_lie.
My brother just asked me, "Can you say 'clash of voices'?"
(He's editing his fairy-tale-based novella and he keeps asking me if this or that snippet sounds okay. A lot of times I can't tell because he won't show me the context.)
So I said yes, and he said, "Are you sure? You can say it about people singing?"
"Yeah, but if it sounds dissonant."
"What's 'dissonant,' exactly?"
Easier to show than tell. "Here, just a moment..." and I go towards Mom's piano. Then stop. Shiloh's bed is on the floor beside it, and he's stretched out, fast asleep.
I tiptoe back. "Okay, never mind, you know how when you play two notes that are close together, they sound harsh? So it's like that. Not like farther-apart notes that sound smoother together."
"Oh, good, that's perfect." Not my explanation, but the word in that slot. Clash. A dissonance in harmony with the meaning.
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