Music ,Emotion and the Lived Experience.

One could say that contemporary musics the past 20 years or so) downfall is that we have attached the nasty habit of compartmentalizing it from its original intent...which is-in the most humanly innate sense-to entertain human emotion.We package it,process it,compress it,chop it and polish it all to serve a premeditated (advertised) desire that may not exist.Neil Young once said he preferred the sound quality of Vynl to the unnatural sound quality of the CD.Its barriers exist heavily in media driven capitalistic cultures/society's like here in the US.I am curious how much of the music we listen to is as holistic as it were originally intended? I assume thats what makes basement tapes so interesting...the process of sound development (or creative intent) can be heard.How are society's affected when they are not exposed to the creative process?Even the non-artist should have a slight comprehension of the artistic sacrifice.Could it be that our emotions and lived experiences are compromised when musics organic (holistic) intention is not exposed?Can a seventh generation recording of aboriginal music retain its pure intent in this format?
Keep in mind that we may be in a new kind of digital revolution. When Napster and Limewire presented itself (to money hording record companies) as a resource of free music, also surfaced the idea that accessible music was a tool of empowerment~that music was ours again.The idea that accessible-free music (regardless of its category or genre) may speak to our emotions more freely as opposed to a more corporate controlled entity is something I feel that's is research worthy.In this sense the quality of its impact in our lives could be a different experience.

Swinging back to my post regarding the transformation of bohemian (index) cultures, where music actually began as an accessible venture...then shifts in content,venue and position in commerce, is also something that interests me.For example ,Woodstock 69 was intended as a capitalistic venture and it ended up being a free event,what if the fence never came down? This fact I believe contributed much to the events impact socially and politically~not just here in the U.S. but globally.

Thank you for your sharing your email with me.Culturally Ishamel and I have may have a different experiences with music ...but its lived existence in our emotions (whatever form and or concept) is something I am sure we can relate to.Think of the global impact the Beatles music has example,our attachment to it in a lived sense could be something we may all share.Now the Beatles music was not free,they made a ton of money and still do.Yet what makes their music touch us so,while still having underlying capitalistic intent?Regardless each moment, within each song, could mean something different for all of us.The idea then shifts to the creative control of the artist.I believe if the Beatles did not inolve themselves in their own creative process, then it would have had less of an impact.Briefly,I explored this idea in another post "Leadership In The Arena" regarding an experience I had just recently with a band (Rush) I quite fancy.

John Kane

September 12

Found objects on Grand Manan cobble beach, September 5, 2010.   Diverse plastic bottles get close to each      other and tie the knot.   If you look enough....eventually almost anything will appear.

The Disappearing Creative Class

There's a lot of talk about the polarization of our society.  [Not nearly enough.]  You are either very rich or poor. The middle class is disappearing. Among the disappearing middle class are also the 97% of the highly talented creative minds who are invisible to the naked eye. [Doesn't this bring into question how a "highly talented creative mind" is defined?   Honestly, via my definition the real ones are rarely "invisible".]

Have you ever gone to a local club and heard a band play and wonder how they could be so talented, yet unknown? [I've gone to a lot of clubs that have made me wonder exactly the opposite.]  Makes you realize how narrow the odds of being discovered are.  [I'm not sure more "discovery" is what we need?]   The internet was supposed to be the magnet that would raise this undiscovered talent pool to the surface.  [Okay....now that we're over the cliches....this is interesting.  Of course I don't think the vast majority of internet users "supposed" it would be a magnet for such things.   But we can grant that for the sake of argument/consideration perhaps.]

But so far, the internet is about enabling the "masses" to express themselves. So far that has created a lot of flotsam and jetsam. The undiscovered talent remains, well, undiscovered.  [Stealth elitism rears its ugly head.   It's a confusion of how people use the internet....she takes as a given in this paragraph what she supposed in the previous one.  And now what she supposed has become the standard of judgment in either/or fashion.    Also a confusion here about the necessity of "discovery".  Undefined and ambiguous in her use of it.]

The more the internet evolves, it seems to be all about helping the mainstream publishers and production companies find advocates among the masses. [Hello?   Where do you live?  Estonia?  This is AMERICA love it or leave it.   You are just noticing this feature of living in the USA?]   Specifically, I've seen statistics that more tweets and blog links connect to traditional media than "alternatives".   [Again, should we be surprised?  Is this news?]

There is nothing wrong with what is on the internet. Don't get me wrong. [Perhaps a tad overstated.   Huge pornographic endeavors with women being raped and other forms of violence and bigotry....."there's nothing wrong with what is on the internet".   But if it is innovation we seek, and I hope that's true, let's get back to what the promise of the internet was supposed to be -- to help the truly talented, creative class master their craft and help those who seek to find and encourage them participate too.  [Utopian....which isn't bad.   But only points in the direction of a decisions that have to be personally made....which is much harder than pontificating about society.]

Arianna Huffington is drawing attention to the disappearing "middle class" in the US in this series.  [In my world, the use of "class" in creative and also more traditional socio-economic uses needs to be closely examined.   Was there every a "creative class"?   And if so, what did that mean in socio-economic terms?   We are seeking partners to develop MusikMosh specifically to enable the both culture and commerce to flourish in the music making community.  [The sheer proliferation on the net of Platforms and Venues—just the sheer number of them—is an issue.  And then there's the issue of knowing about them and judging what to use or invest time in.]

at Kiah Pond

Indian Cucumber Root at Kiah Pond

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Today after too many hours at the computer I hiked to remote Kiah Pond in the Sandwich Notch.  Bushwhacked around the north end where I have never been before.  Experimented with taking a few pan shots of the pond which are viable at my usual photo site

Saw the above, some blooming turtlehead, and best of all some small white fall blooming orchids called "ladies tresses".   Overall, a great hike....it was pretty cool.  

Technically I was doing "research" for my Saturday hiking class.   And thus....work and play conjugate for me.

First Post

L' invitation au voyage

the song

the movie

the text:


Mon enfant, ma sœur,
Songe à la douceur
D'aller là-bas vivre ensemble,
Aimer à loisir,
Aimer et mourir
Au pays qui te ressemble.

Les soleils mouillés
De ces ciels brouillés
Pour mon esprit ont les charmes
Si mystérieux
De tes traîtres yeux,
Brillant à travers leurs larmes.

Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté.

[ Des meubles luisants,
Polis par les ans,
Décoreraient notre chambre,
Les plus rares fleurs
Mêlant leurs odeurs
Aux vagues senteurs de l'ambre
Les riches plafonds,
Les miroirs profonds,
La splendeur orientale
Tout y parlerait
À l'âme en secret
Sa douce langue natale.

Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté. ]1

Vois sur ces canaux
Dormir ces vaisseaux
Dont l'humeur est vagabonde;
C'est pour assouvir
Ton moindre désir
Qu'ils viennent du bout du monde.

Les soleils couchants
Revêtent les champs,
Les canaux, la ville entière,
D'hyacinthe et d'or;
Le monde s'endort
Dans une chaude lumière!

Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,
Luxe, calme et volupté.

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the translation:


My child, my sister,
think of the sweetness
of going there to live together!
To love at leisure,
to love and to die
in a country that is the image of you!

The misty suns
of those changeable skies
have for me the same
mysterious charm
as your fickle eyes
shining through their tears.

There, all is harmony and beauty,
luxury, calm and delight.

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the art of going there is the art of the blog?