When I was in college, I took a “Music in Film” class. This class was broken up into chapters by composer, and one of the first names we learned was Ennio Morricone. Understanding how vital music is to the soul of a film, I began to obsessively watch the movies he scored to learn his methods and style; he was obviously a master. The narrative melodies of his compositions were quite an imaginative partner to his visual counterpart. I was in awe of his talent, and understandably excited to learn he scored the newest Tarantino film, especially because I knew it was Western-inspired.

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