What is the story of scheherazade about? where does the story take place? 2. the activity and podcast point out some of the changes in the music of the piece and how the music reflects the voices of the characters and what is happening in the story. how does the composer achieve different "voices" in this piece of music? 3. how is the character scheherazade reflected in the music? 4. the activity discusses how nicolai rimsky-korsakov, the composer, wanted to create music that told stories. do you think he was successful in scheherazade? why or why not? 5. what are your impressions of scheherazade? did you like or dislike the music? why?

1.       It’s about a prince getting betrayed by a female so he tries to end them all until he meets Scheherazade who tells him stories every night and end up falling in love.

2.       He does this by always switching it up. I could tell when the girl was talking versus the prince it was always different.

3.       How she managed to soothe the prince with her voice and stories as music does to regular people.

4.       Yes, because I could tell exactly what was going on. The stories went hand in hand together.

5.       Scheherazade was not conceited. She went to the king to hopefully save the other girls’ lives. She knew she was risking her own. She was kind and was really good at telling stories. I did like the music since it captures every aspect of the story.

horror and alarm

this is shown in the exserp then he beat at the door and called, but none responded, and for wrath he could have dashed the door down, but it was too stout, and he had no weapon; for his arms had been taken from him.when it was dark, suddenly it seemed to sir lancelot that the room smelled foul, as if he had been carried into the midst of the quaking marsh, and was sunk deep in the slime and weeds of a pool. then, through the arrow-slit, he saw many strange lights come, dim and blue like the wild lights that dance and flit over the lonely marshes by night; but that which made him   marvel was that these lights were two together, as if they were the eyes of evil things. and they came up to him with a breath that was cold and dank, and they seemed to peer into his face, but he could see naught of their bodies. the hair upon his head rose, and his skin went cold. they pressed all about him, and to defend himself he struck at the eyes, but his blows beat only the air. then suddenly sir lancelot felt sharp pains, as if small keen knives had been thrust into his flesh at many places. the stabs increased in number and in pain, and sir lancelot beat about himself and ran to and fro in the narrow chamber to escape   the evil eyes and the stabs, but it was in vain, and thus all night in much misery he suffered. when for sheer weariness he lay down and tried to close his eyes, the evil things would not let him, but ever they tore at him and stabbed him.