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Misunderstandings.
Miles to Hancock: “Don’t play the butter notes.” Me to you: “Don’t write the butter words.”
Prince, Live at First Avenue (1983).
I don’t blame the audience for its lackluster response; nor can I fault Prince for cramming stadium music into a local club.
One as in many.
A one note samba has plenty of notes.
You don’t hate “smooth jazz.”
You hate all jazz. But you’re too big of a philistine to admit it.
Carly Rae Jepsen, “I Really Like You.”
You do not love, no matter how much you really like.
Mitski, “Be the Cowboy.”
You know I can’t do that. Nor I can I be “the Indian.”
Mitski, “Be the Cowboy.”
You know I can’t do that. But I know you can’t do that either.
Process ontology.
Philip Glass’ major works are extended processes. His musical life, too, is an extended process.
Immersed in anonymity.
There is comfort in a constant stream of talk radio, TV, or music.
The melodies change, but these songs are the same.
You will never perceive this if you “flow” with your sensations.
Art of Aphorism 
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