In Auschwitz: People in camps, people in prisons, people who have escaped from prision, people going to their death, know the extraordinary power of music. No one else can experience music in quite the same way. What music resurrects in the soul of a man about to die is neither hope nor thought, but simply […]
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Somehow the music seemed to have helped him to understand time. Time is a transparent medium. People and cities arise out of it, move through it and disappear back into it. It is time that brings them and time that takes them away…. Such is time: everything passes, it alone remains; everything remains, it alone […]
At our first meeting Keating said he listened because (classical music) humbled him. ‘Before a big thing,’ he said, ‘I fill the room with music. It reminds me that what I have to do is just a speck of sand.’
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As promised, here’s the ending of Sophia’s essay on “Conquering Juliet”: I didn’t quite understand what was happening until I found myself backstage, petrified, quaking. My hands were cold. I couldn’t remember how my piece started. An old mirror betrayed the contrast between my chalk-white face and my dark gown, and I wondered how many […]
Tags:China·Essay·Music·parenting·Performance
“I see two powerful forces pulling at you,’ said Adams in his gentle, challenging way. ‘One is your public, politics, that whole arena. The other is the arts, beauty, sensuality. Which these days, as you now step off one role into another, which as the stronger pull?” “Well… I think the latter’s always had the […]
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Muzak plays near the cells tonight. It fucken lays me out and buries me alongside my friends. It goes: ‘I beg your par-den, I never promised you a rose gar-den.’ Hot weather always brings these fucked ole tunes, always in the background, in fucken mono. Fate. Like, notice how whenever something happens in your life, […]
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Tags:Music·Omens