If the days of our lives are too short to spend on moving subjective experiences (and I'd put music on the same level as visual art and drama), what should we be reserving those days for? I am not a brain in a jar, though I have long neglected the needs of the animal which is carrying me around on his neck. I've come to think that's a recipe for depression, which sooner or later will interfere with whatever it is you're trying to accomplish.
That is what I wanted to emphasize. There is a difference between drama and music. Drama or movies have a plot and a story. The author passes to us the thoughts and experiences that she has in her head, that is what makes it an intellectual endeavour.
Affecting mechanism for music is different. In this case, composer is like a cook: she prepares the music by the emperically established rules (certain frequency fractions, tempo to match the heart pace for a specific mood).
