In music, a minor seventh chord is any nondominant seventh chord where the "third" note is a minor third above the root.
Most typically, minor seventh chord refers to where the "seventh" note is a minor seventh above the root (a fifth above the third note). This is more precisely known as a minor/minor seventh chord, and it can be represented as either as m7 or -7, or in integer notation, {0, 3, 7, 10}. In a natural minor scale, this chord is on the tonic, subdominant, and dominant degrees. In a harmonic minor scale, this chord is on the subdominant degrees. In an ascending melodic minor scale, this chord is on the supertonic degree. In a major scale, this chord is on the second (supertonic seventh), third (mediant) or sixth (submediant) degrees. For instance the ii7 in the ii-V-I turnaround.
Example of tonic minor seventh chords include LaBelle's "Lady Marmalade", Chic's "Le Freak", and the Eagles' "One Of These Nights".
Component intervals from root | ||
minor seventh | ||
perfect fifth | ||
minor third | ||
root | ||
Forte number or Tuning | ||
10:12:15:18 |
When the seventh note is a major seventh above the root, it is called a minor/major seventh chord. Its harmonic function is similar to that of a "normal" minor seventh, as is the minor seven flat five or half-diminished chord – but in each case, the altered tone (seventh or fifth, respectively) creates a different feel which is exploited in modulations and to utilize leading-tones.
Read more about Minor Seventh Chord: Minor/minor Seventh Chord Table
Famous quotes containing the words minor, seventh and/or chord:
“For a country to have a great writer ... is like having another government. Thats why no régime has ever loved great writers, only minor ones.”
—Alexander Solzhenitsyn (b. 1918)
“The seventh day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me
Seven swans a-swimming.”
—Unknown. The Twelve Days of Christmas (l. 3436)
“Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands;
Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with
might;
Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.”
—Alfred Tennyson (18091892)