Glass speaks to me in a dream
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Author: clawback on August 30 2008
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--> I just had this amazing dream:

Many people I know or have known are gathered at a classical music festival. Unbeknownst to me is that several friends and family had been competent instrumentalists and classically trained in string instruments. My older brother can be seen serenading the anxious crowd with his violin (but, as dreams go, he is wearing an apron and golashes as if he worked in a slaughterhouse). In the dream I am not an instrumentalist but I am playing my real world self: would-be educator and electronic music hobbyist. Additionally, I am the chaparone to the hodgepodge bunch. I begin guiding them into through a darkened amphitheater. Politely, I ask everyone to take a seat but I soon realize that I am going to have to regulate on these rowdies.

The guest of honor arrives and it is Phillip Glass. Although this Phillip Glass looks like a cross between Charles Bukowski and Harvey Keitel. I try to take a seat close to Mr. Glass but much like the psychopomps of '80s TV fantasy film and television, he has the ability to teleport randomly around me as I address him. The ensemble grows wild with laughter as I pursue him around the theatre. Unabashedly I tell them all to shut the fuck up and that we should respect the presence of a genius. Everyone eventually settles down and I finally corner the guest of honor as he himself takes a seat. Instantly I break into a lengthy intellectual sort of question. My speech is threaded with the desperation and terminal loneliness of an avid, but medicore artist. I continue to draw out my confessional, revealing my tastes in music and the types of life experiences have brought to bear on them. To punctuate my compliment-drenched diatribe I ask him what is the meaning of my own incredible appreciation for his music and other composers like him. 'What is it about minimal, loop-based compositions that I find so compelling in contrast to the more dynamic bodies of work available to my ears?' My question almost seemed like an attack on his music. His cryptic riposte: 'With music, all is an expression and perception of time. Minimalism is a passive, but aggressive reordering of time's contents. It is a willful dissent from the vagaries of time. It is our own take on timelessness.'

As you can see, that was a fucking wicked dream. I invite you discuss, but this may simply be a side effect of taking a Patron shot before bed.
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You have eloquent dreams! I love me some Phil Glass, but he never comes to visit me in my dreams.

''With music, all is an expression and perception of time. Minimalism is a passive, but aggressive reordering of time's contents. It is a willful dissent from the vagaries of time. It is our own take on timelessness.'"

you dreamt that?

all my dreams are about being naked on the bus

i only dream of astroid being naked on the bus.

get the hell out of my dreamZ

swear to god. it all comes out like that.

I also vaguely remember saying something like 'the crux of your argument...' at some point in the dream.

crux.

The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe. (Which btw, is referring to Gaine's Dog biscuits, where the apostrophe is in its center)
I've never had deep philosophical discussions in dreams I can remember, but occasionally will spout something very technical that makes sense.

that's a wicked dream for sure

just read a(nother) nice book on minimalism (by K Robert Schwarz) and i think if you say the word 'minimalism' in front of Mr Glass, he'll probably ignore you for the rest of his life or punch you in the face
but that's a great explenation there, it makes a lot of sense, i've been thinking alot about it too, and had more or less the same 'time-conscious' explanation. although i'm not too sure about the 'passive' bit, seeing that the most hallmark minimalist works thrive on rhythmic progression (esp. Reich) too bad glass' later work suck a lot i think - he really went maximalist after a while

not only is that really intense (especially the teleportation) but your recall of the details is pretty extraordinary.

i envy you this cool dream. i love p.glass too

The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe.
Great album!

Interesting dream, Minimal means different things to different people. I think some people dislike it because it categorizes them, or else implies that it is simplistic.

"this Phillip Glass looks like a cross between Charles Bukowski and Harvey Keitel."-- I love it.


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