Monday, March 22, 2004

A community is a medium thru which ideas may travel.
The absence of ideas keeps the absence of community a big secret. Anyone who has ideas nowadays can find no listeners, and is forced to regard himself either as a persecuted genius or a crank, rather than any moderate estimation, because the importance of his ideas has literally no comparison...

Busyness is often the only flavor of our lives. So busy are we that we don't even observe degrees of relative freedom anymore. As if nobody has any. But there are moments when such rankings become overwhelmingly clear. They receive some other label, and so freedom need never enter our minds as a concept--its name preempted by slogans.
  I remember when i was very young and manipulative: i sought to produce those moments for the feeling of power. But in another sense, i was seeking (confusedly) to identify a true relation among all the false ones of society. It never occurred to me, though, to measure the amount of freedom between two situations of my own acting. For as i could not confront myself, that game lacked the reflectivity of art, and would never have made me change from any of its verdicts.

Improvisation with others--sometimes threatens to produce such a moment of truth. But attuned as we are to look for skillfulness, we don't know how to reject a smooth lie (e.g. Reagan). Mostly we agree to disagree, or go along with the flow (lie by omission)--and this is what makes for dead music. What would it be like, to seek only true-moments in improvisation? I think of BL Lacerta, that uses every sound. But to hear them all--and only respond to the necessary ones. (relevant)

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