Music is the art of time, pure temporality abstracted from word or concept.
Time as experienced by God and only guessed at by man - rhythm and cadence, variable and pliant as air.
Music is what you hear whenever you really listen.
It can be as rapid as an infant's heartbeart or as slow as the earth's crst wearing away. And music is the art that stops time.
Playing music, you are too far inside time to measure it; caught in the vortices of sound, you cannot fathom whether one hour has passed or two.
You are only playing towards, not from - towards the unattainable, the ideal performance.
And after that performance what else can there be but silence?
Music is the art that seeks its own extinction.
17.5.07
portable tunes.
25!
mp3 playaaaah!
check it out:
(mine's red to match my cell phone and mini-flashlight).
today was really fun. and i hate to say that facebook is the best, but 50+ wallposts to say happy birthday, love, good wishes etc (legit, even though you are reminded upon sign in) led to some feelin' the love today.
:)
this year:
lots of new songs.
sustainable sleeping patterns.
super fit and healthy.
travelling the globe.
hanging out with my zen.
less procrastinating.
more lulu.
love.
and other things to follow.
night!
mp3 playaaaah!
check it out:
(mine's red to match my cell phone and mini-flashlight).
today was really fun. and i hate to say that facebook is the best, but 50+ wallposts to say happy birthday, love, good wishes etc (legit, even though you are reminded upon sign in) led to some feelin' the love today.
:)
this year:
lots of new songs.
sustainable sleeping patterns.
super fit and healthy.
travelling the globe.
hanging out with my zen.
less procrastinating.
more lulu.
love.
and other things to follow.
night!
11.5.07
yoyoyo!!
it's friday.
i trained at lululemon this week.
good times.
stretchy black pants? i am your expert.
