Art exists as a separate world since anything whatsoever can belong to it. This is precisely one of the arguments of this book.

Got Jacques Rancière’s new book Aisthesis: Scenes from the Aesthetic Regime of Art. I have to say that I’ve never really paid any attention to Rancière. In fact I don’t think I’ve ever finished any of his books that I picked up (sometimes out of curiosity, sometimes due to some research interest). This is appears to be some final word on the subject matter, so it could be interesting.

I was just listening to this on the way to work – makes for a brilliant calm drive! My other favorite record is this and also this

Articulate Silences

Italian composer Giacinto Scelsi is one of the most enigmatic and intriguing figures of 20th century music. Having suffered a breakdown following the Second World War, Scelsi began to explore the meditative qualities of sound almost as a form of therapy, sitting for hours at a time at his piano playing no more than a single note. This process of discovery constituted something of an epiphanic juncture in his musical development: Scelsi thereafter abandoned the serialism of his earlier compositions, taking this new appreciation of the intricate subtleties of sound as the starting point for all of his subsequent music. Rather than treating individual sounds as isolated, singular points, Scelsi’s music reimagines each tone as a pulsating, multidimensional entity, vibrating with mystical energy and sonorous depth.

Composed in 1965, Anahit is perhaps the fullest realisation of Scelsi’s ethereal vision: oblique in its esoteric sonic explorations yet generous in its harmonic…

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