Music. Now music is seemingly something very abstract. An abstract art. Not the but a abstract art. Mathematical. Numerological. Complicated.
Simple question - Where does music come from? I`ve tried to answer a million times and I simply cannot get it. How did it spawn? Cause it is not "song" like in bird song, bird talk. It is not communication. More a sort of transcendence. Transcendental. Does it come from you know who? No?! Probably not. Then where the fuck does it come from?
I simply cannot answer but that might be because I am simple and I`m not in the mood for intellectual reasoning and some Wikipedia article. I`m going for the instinctive vibe here.
I am truly flabbergasted by music. By the simple and unexplainable fact that it exists. Fuck the reason for why we exist. Who made the world, the universe, who invented masturbation and fellatio, is there a or more or none or some or whatever gods and such and why and what and where?!
Bullshit. Why do we have music? Why?
Moving on. There are also certain types of music. And I`m not talking genres here. I`m talking straight through the middle black and white, simple partition. Not good and bad. That is ultimately bullshit and also some crappy superstition a bunch of people invented to convince themselves that some killing or exploiting another group of people was okay because they were "the bad" people. There are just people. Good and bad are overrated and invalid concepts.
Anywayz.
I`m talking music that matters and music that does not matter. Nothing general, simply personal stuff. Music you resonate to and music you do not resonate to. The celestial connection if you will, the transcendental element or the lack thereof.
So, there are two types of music. The one that matters and the one that does not matter to you particularly. The one you listen to and the one you only hear.
It`s the difference between listening to the universe singing to a tune and hearing some commercial band. There can be no contest.
Now. Music, abstractly, exists all over, yet it has to be materialized, through instruments and musicians and through musicians playing their instruments.
We will refer to a simple instrument, a basic one, not among the first but thereabouts. The guitar, the lute, the whatever. A string instrument with some strings and a resonating chamber.
A most versatile and seemingly easy to master instrument. But enought about the guitar.
Now the guitarist. The musician playing the guitar. And that sort of music that makes your whole body tremble.
It is the closest music there is to whatever. But not just the music. Also, the words. And more than that, the voice. The voice. Not a voice. The voice. That voice. It`s like listening the rings of Saturn singing. It is celestial. Not many musicians have the voice. But some do.
Now I`m not really sure about the whole heavenly messenger thing but... when listening to some musicians playing their instrument and singing, you begin to wonder. You begin to wonder who the fuck was dabbling in the whole thing because in some there is something that is uncanny to say the least.
Two quick examples - Robert Johnson, a negro blues guitarist and Bob Dylan. Who would of thought?! Their voices suck, but the way they sing, now that is something else. They have the voice, that voice. Almost independent of themselves. Just hear them sing. It`s nothing you can put your finger on but it is there and it is godlike or devil like or whatever, but it is supernatural.
They were messengers. Of nothing important. Just of something, no matter what.
And where the fuck did music come from?
Here`s another guy.
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