What I Learned in 1963.

From struggle to love, you see. That love itself is music.

There's a passage in Jacques Attali's writing that I'm reading now.

I'll write it down because it feels good.

Without music, that is, without sensation, all that remains is noise and silence.

And if there is only noise and silence, life no longer exists.

If music disappears, humanity will vanish.

Music is like

a canary taken into a mine to signal danger.

When music ceases, danger approaches.

When the diversity of music disappears, so does the diversity of humanity.

With the globalization of music, we have seen an extremely diverse world emerge before us, overcoming commercial homogenization.

Countless music genres have appeared and continue to blend with each other without disappearing.

Through the opportunity to listen to all kinds of music, humanity is rediscovering its roots through repeated wandering.

Music reflects the structure of the society that is supposed to emerge in the future.

Its true power is demonstrated in religious rituals.

In other words, music exists above all to create social consensus and peace, transcending local interests.



Music does not need to have a message.

Music itself is already a message.

The most important message of music is, of course, beauty, and

nothing is more revolutionary than beauty.

Beauty transcends and creates emptiness. Because when one stops being in beauty, one immediately feels the difference between the world of beauty and the real world, and longs for the latter to resemble the former.

Aesthetics are essentially revolutionary.

Therefore, music calls out for change, rebellion against established concepts, innovation, and the future.

Music will become part of a much broader spectrum of sensation than ever before, and in the worst case, a means of manipulating and controlling humans,
a far more powerful tool than military music.
But in its most wonderful possibility,
it can also be a means of calming passions and achieving self-transcendence.



An artist is

someone who unties the mooring ropes and sails into the unknown.

A work of art is essentially like a journey. One way to give meaning to this journey is through music. Because for many people, travel is above all a means of survival, while music adds a poetic, imaginative, and aesthetic dimension to it.

Journeys are also always fraught with danger.

Edited by Jacques Attali

Meaning of What Is Happening Right Before Our Eyes

An excerpt.



It's been over two years since I started PIRATE RADIO.

As always, I start things on impulse and learn from what I've started.

I am saved by music.

It might be due to my age, but since after 3/11,

I've come to feel death very close to me.

I mean, I'm writing this after waking up to the earthquake.

But humans were originally meant to be creatures like that.

The military uniform prepared for war makes a man look beautiful,
because it feigns a readiness directly linked to death,
making the man look beautiful.
Yes, that too is a kind of deception.
That's probably why army-style fashion items are timeless.

So, we, who have long been led to believe we are safe,
have had a weak sense of this crisis of death.

The longing for all kinds of violence,
may be a backlash from that concealed death.
Street style, skateboarding, vertical riding, etc.,
the pleasure of getting heated by sacrificing the body,
may all stem from that.

I've gone in circles.

Consciousness of death. This is by no means wrong.

The more you plunge into it,
the more you can see how you should live today.

To live each day and life happily without regret,

is not to forget death,
but to embrace and love death as something close each day.
This is what I have learned deeply from music.

Hmm? Is this what I wanted to write?

The meaning of what is happening right before our eyes

Thinking about it is enjoyable. I'll say that this morning.



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