In an ever expanding world of music I can't help but becoming absolutely numb to its overwhelming genre juggernaut. Every time I listen to something it seems that the lines are blurring. What was rock or electronica is undefinable. We discussed this in my Electro-Acoustic class on Monday. That discussion was more along the lines of 'What is Electro-Acoustic' though. The end result was that no one had a real answer. New genres are constantly being created, some at times with ridiculous names. Post rock post punk pop this that whatever post me to the wall I am post modern, watch me disintegrate. I am just kidding. I am not hostile here either so don't think I have some vendetta to spit at postmodernism, a subject which I am still trying to concoct the least bit of connected thought to. Its confusing and I at times do not get it... But that doesn't hold me back from trying to take a stab at it! So if postmodernism says that we the viewer/listener can never really make a good assumption of what postmodern music is because it is always changing than what the hell are we suppose to make of it? How can you write a review that interprets something that really cannot be interpreted due to it's constantly changing state. And this is so true with many progressive composers/and artists/bands. They are constantly changing, never staying in the same state, what do you call this!? Experimental, progressive (not that stupid progressive rock context) Music Music what is it? Its kinda zen in the very westernized sense: but can't music be? Can't it be what the artist wants it not what everyone else thinks or labels it. Or maybe HA! Its all our personal perspective. That is one of the perspectives I always keep on tripping back on. All these perspectives individualized. Hell its the experience. Experience music... new GENRE! I named it! How corny is that?!
And I sit here wanting to go into musicology. Somehow, I question the very foundation that the profession is built on. Why throw a name on something, I know that everything must be categorized. Humans have a sense of wanting to just be obsessive compulsive and find order. But I don't even want to go there...
This week is busy with about 5 projects left on my plate. Something says, yes Meg go knock them off the list. Another part says go procrastinate and stuff. Oh I shake my head sometimes at how human i really am, and don't realize it. Few things bug me this week. Grad school kinda bugs me. At the same time its so far away and there is so much going on right now I really shouldn't think about it. I think the whole New York trip and Registration for May/Summer/Fall has got me thinking that way. I plan to do a piece, subject specific or history on the NYC downtown scene when I come back from NYC in april... Oh I can't wait. Everything else is just up in the air. 2.5 weeks till vacation and then 2 weeks after that and finals. Oh May where are you!!?!?! Its getting warm out, and the sun goes down around quarter to six now. We should all be thankful!
Okay, I have procrastinated enough... Creativity out of procrastination, how silly and circular it is.
