The funnniest thing I've noticed; I can watch and really enjoy the pipes at recitals, on stage etc. quite relaxed.
but, should they begin to "move", march through the crowds. piping in procession, then, automatically tears come to my eyes, a lump in the throat, my heart thumps, and the hairs stand up on my arms.
Even as a little boy I've been affected that way. Weird huh?