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2009-01-03
Miguel L�pez de Legazpi
B. 1502 Zum�rraga, Spain / D. 8.20.1572 Manila
Heart Failure
The chords go through you like a knife�or really more like a sterling silver cake slicer. Cake server, whatever: Thank you, Martha. You�re sliced into eight equal slices of grief and served raw on four plates to an aching void that can�t digest you. You will grow inside it like a pearl�your portioned grief, that is; evolving like a solar system looking for a sun
Mimi!
The goal of vocal music is to affect the human chest�it is in other words a kinesthetic medium. Or kinaesthetic; or proprioceptive, and apparently not even that: Sorry, Gurdjieff. To touch the heart as in clich� is just a fragmentary footnote to a battle for the source of life itself. The source itself: Lights, liver, all, illuminated in connection�by a mating call, actually; one human chest resounding in another�s
Mimi!
Other music is required because accomplished voices are so rare among us�at least in my opinion, which I admit is narrow. Nasal voices move me not at all: Attention, France! Okay for a setting but the music has to be Italian and the singer not from France; you may also keep the Russians. I�ve got a million of them�opinions, I mean; taking shape like waves beyond your reef
The saddest words in opera.
Consolation Site: Global Warbling