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I don’t blame the audience for its lackluster response; nor can I fault Prince for cramming stadium music into a local club.
A one note samba has plenty of notes.
You hate all jazz. But you’re too big of a philistine to admit it.
You do not love, no matter how much you really like.
You know I can’t do that. Nor I can I be “the Indian.”
You know I can’t do that. But I know you can’t do that either.
Philip Glass’ major works are extended processes. His musical life, too, is an extended process.
There is comfort in a constant stream of talk radio, TV, or music.
You will never perceive this if you “flow” with your sensations.
For all their lyrical brilliance, they have not grasped the elementary distinction between writing and speaking.