On this date in 1750, Johann Sebastian Bach died in Leipzig at the age of 65. The nature of art and how we receive it make cut-and-dry proclamations dubious. But in my view, he was the greatest composer the world has known.
@af_ortega@sciencelover_rs Si Andrés. Fue después del primer puente a la izq. En la sede de Azudanza donde queda también La Orilla Cultural. Tocábamos en el Festival PULSO electrónica: susu, Rynnr y Frontierizo. Saludos.
@sciencelover_rs Hola Rosina, gracias por el repost. Si, susu tocaba antes de mi y yo estaba sentado en la grama frente a él a unos 20 mts. De pronto levantó la vista porque vi un resplandor en el cielo. Pensé que era una luz de Bengala pero me rápido me di cuenta que no por la distancia
“Those who create music deal with a roar rising from a void, imposing order on it as it hits the air. What is evoked is of another order, more terrible because it has no words, and triumphant, too, for that same reason. And this triumph becomes ours.”
- James Baldwin
"Cuando realmente somos nosotros mismos, muchas personas se alejan, pero esto crea el espacio necesario para que la gente adecuada llegue".
Herman Hesse
#Fuedicho
The extent to which so much popular music is able to project an aura of rebellion while employing an extremely conservative harmonic/rhythmic syntax is fascinating. Or are there some heavy metal bands or hip-hop artists who've embraced Boulezian serialism that I've overlooked?
“Beethoven tells you what it’s like to be Beethoven and Mozart tells you what it’s like to be human. Bach tells you what it’s like to be the universe.”
― Douglas Adams
"El Roxy" part ll by AcA. Original song @enriquerincon_c This instrumental song is a translation of those feelings when arriving in a record store seeing all those releases. This song is also a call for that experience to return in some way, although obviously on a smaller scale
"He takes it twice as fast as it should be...When I tried to correct him, he replied: 'If I don't do it my way, it will fall flat.' Virtuosos! Lost in their dream worlds as though composers don't exist."
- Ravel, complaining about Toscanini's interpretation of "Boléro":