I saw that "music which inspires me" is a recent homework assignment. Welp, as a person who listens to 18 hours of music - on average - per day, i'd have to say there's a lot of music that inspires me from a lot of genres. But when i ask myself what is the essence of inspiration, no matter how much I am about rock-n-roll, blues and jazz... it has to be Opera. Particularly the operas of Verdi, Wagner and Mozart. Even more particularly Aida, Otello, Parsifal, and The Magic Flute. There are two videos below that may capture something of inspiration... when Paul McCartney heard Kiri Tk Kanawa sing the second of these he said "that gel can sing" then he paused and added "it's a good thing i didn't know the human voice could do that, or I never would have thought I could sing." A word but not too many about inspiration. there are many forms or levels of inspiration--those of the moment, and those which continuously replenishes our own emotional identity as a sort of psychic comfort food - and then there are moments inspiration which lift us beyond ourselves, tempting us with glimpses of the near-celestial moments of mortal beauty. we cannot always be in circumstances or psychological place where we can meaningfully experience such moments - but when the clouds part, the floodwaters abate for a moment, then, for that moment at least, we walk in the Music of Light, and the Light of Music.
Here's the yearning aria from Aida about a lost homeland, followed by one pissed off Queen of Night:
