अनित्य #15

Anitya joins the world today;
I made her out of my old favorite hoodie, adopted in 2008 at BLOC,
she is soft and smells sweet of allspice.

Every day

Panel 2 from GENERATIONS by Miles Okazaki

i often mix songs, but these are different

In preparation for my upcoming research project, I would like to make a note that Bernard Parmegiani's "De Natura Sonorum" (1975) and Kaija Saariaho's "Jardin Secret I" (1984-85) mix together extremely well; as a composer with a taste for pleasant sounding melodies, these senseless sounds mixed together have a haunting quality and help me make sense of how much I do not enjoy listening to either one of them, however when mixed together, they take on a new dimension that becomes more enjoyable. Though this music seems to all try to prove the same thing, that electronic music was made possible for its elements of haunting sounds and illogical formulations that defy the invisible laws of music, it is made more enjoyable when paired together with something of its own like, and is now allowing a new perspective from my stance.

And actually, after contemplation, I realize there is a discipline to senseless music, and it becomes more enjoyable in that it is not enjoyable in its traditional musicality.

Eleven from Tarik Barri on Vimeo.

Q.E.D.

1760, abbrev. of L. quod erat demonstrandum "which was to be demonstrated."

Sonic Reflection

The following is from:
SHAPING SOUND: AN AESTHETIC AND ACOUSTICAL EXPLORATION OF CERAMIC BELLS
by Cameron Petke

Bells had great political and religious significance in China due to their role in ancient ritual music. It was believed that the music determined, not just reflected, the state of harmony between heaven, earth, and the government of the empire. The Yue Ji, a record of music from the third century B.C.E., builds upon the idea that a ruler can employ music to induce social harmony. The Yue Ji defines music as follows:

All musical tones are born in the hearts-and-minds of humans. The sentiments stir within and thereupon take shape as sounds, and when the sounds assume a pattern, they are called musical tones…The musical tones of a well-ordered age are calm and full of joy about the harmony of its government. But the musical tones of an age in disorder are resentful and full of anger about the perversity of its government. The musical tones of a state that is doomed to perish are mournful and full of anxiety about the dire straits of its people. Truly, the Way of the sounds and musical tones is intimately linked to government.


Bells are a favorite literary element, playing important roles in the Russian masterworks Crime and Punishment and War and Peace, as well as in Thomas Moore’s Paradise and the Peri where bells signal a long-awaited entry into Paradise:

And she already hears the trees
Of Eden with their crystal bells
Ringing in that ambrosial breeze
That from the Throne of Alla swells.

Sukha duḥkha

This is my new friend Sukha. His birthday is January 3, 2012. I named him Sukha because he is smiling. He eases the duḥkha and makes me smile. Ptolemaic finished on Wednesday. We were partying to it yesterday for a moment we were explosive.

THRESHOLD

To remember the final song of the year,
Music means the world and more,
the threshold where the stone entity is perched
Waiting, watching for what is next,
Machine voice citing the Greek,
Water dripping from the roof
the beat reflected in gravity's natural force
The days to come of which I speak
Holding a still flame in the dark
Clearing the mind for further invention,
Preparation for St. Petersglocke
the science fiction era is not fiction at all,
to you, whom observes as reality unfolds.

meantful..

when I heard a bassline from afar,
i had an idea to make it anew,
finished Tobinskanner yesterday,
now working still on the fluctuating tones of meantful...
while we find messages everywhere
while we all carry our burdens and joys
as Kraftwerk attuned to me while time travelling,
"even the brightest stars
discover themselves in the looking glass"
while the tones persist
and everything consistently changes
except for what is written and looped
there is always room for more
while i want to explode
and i am not troubled
but "i love to laugh long and loud and clear"
as the best scene i remember from Mary Poppins,
i love to love and am displaced and transient
invisible thoughts i care for that are not real
as instructed by Thich Nhat Hahn
“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.”
dreams that are not real..
only while we are awake
so to you who i don't know
who i saw the Döppelganger‏ of in my dream,
i love you and i'll see you
on the other side of the sky



Mortal as I am, I know that I am born for a day. But when I follow at my pleasure the serried multitude of the stars in their circular course, my feet no longer touch the earth.
- Ptolemy, c. 150 AD