I keep coming back to this 20th century composition. It is purely fleshed out, selfless – undeterred by any artistic indulgence whatsoever, or so it seems.
The music is the expression of the meaning, not the other way around. (That said, am I classicist that way?) The atmospheric flourishings are placed at the right parts to bring the listener to where the composer imagines the song going. And so the result is, in 4:45 seconds, albeit electronic and spatially removed (but that’s a completely difference discourse) – a community – where the composer’s, performers’ and audience’s sensibilities are, in some level, aligned. There is a connection, everyone understands, everyone agrees, everyone wants to go somewhere, toward.
It’s the same experience as when you and your friends meet up and decide what to eat, and then you trek the way to a restaurant. It’s the same level of excitement. There are surprises on the way, and sometimes you don’t even end where you first imagined. Did you like the restaurant? It really doesn’t matter as much in the end – you’re in an agreeing community.
The meaning happened in the conversations en route. The relationship was established even before the meal was served.
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Made with sugar, spice and everything nice. 