Thursday, June 02, 2005

If Bruce Lee were a musician...

There's a point in playing music where you stop concentrating and "it" clicks. It's like the music finds you, shuts off your brain awhile, and starts to whirl you around. Everything else just stops.

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Music is man's attempt to express his soul via the use of simple mathematics. It's ironic how digitalized music brings it back to numbers.

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Man has become so used to music borrowed for commercials, or used as Muzak, that he no longer notices the flaws or cliches. When we hear the real thing, it sounds strange. This is not unlike English usage in Japan.

On the turntable: Great Big Sea, "Play"

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