Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Get Stressed:Lost Love

Lost Love

Make a list of all the people who've ever dumped you. Contact them once a year and try to restart the relationship.

Get Lost, Love

Make a list of all the people you've ever dumped. Contact them once a year and try to restart the relationship.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

John Cage and Dr. Suzuki

There was an international
conference of philosophers in
Hawaii on the
subject of Reality.
three days Daisetz Teitaro
Suzuki said nothing.

Finally the chairman turned
to him and asked,
Dr. Suzuki,
you say this table
around which we are sitting
is real?
Suzuki raised his head
and said Yes.
chairman asked in what
sense Suzuki thought the
table was real.

Suzuki said,
In every sense.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

John Cage about religion

During my last year in high school, I found out
about the Liberal Catholic Church. It was
in a beautiful spot in the Hollywood hills.
The ceremony was an anthology of the most
theatrical bits and pieces found in the principal
rituals, Occidental and Oriental.
There were clouds of incense, candles galore,
processions in and around the church.
I was fascinated, and though I had been
raised in the Methodist Episcopal Church and had
had thoughts of going into the ministry, I
decided to join the Liberal Catholics.
Mother and Dad objected strenuously.
Ultimately, when I told them of my intention
to become an acolyte active in the Mass, they
said, “Well, make up your mind. It’s
us or the church.” Thinking along the lines of
“Leave your father and mother and follow Me,”
I went to the priest, told him what had
happened, and said I’d decided in favor of
the Liberal Catholics. He said,
“Don’t be a fool. Go home.
There are many religions.
You have only one mother and father.”

Friday, April 24, 2009

John Cage: Nature and Art

At Darmstadt
when I wasn’t involved
with music,
I was
in the woods
looking for
day while I
was gathering some
Hypholomas that
were growing around
a stump not
far from the
concert hall,
a lady
secretary from
the Ferienkurse für
Neue Musik

came by and said,

“After all,
is better than Art.”

Sunday, April 19, 2009


You may have a lot of things to say. But how can you be sure that SHE wants to listen to you and to answer you?

Cavafy: Theodotos


If you are one of the truly elect,
be careful how you attain your eminence.
However much you're acclaimed, however much
the cities praise the great things you've done
in Italy and ThessaIy,
whatever honours
your admirers decree for you in Rome,
your elation, your triumph won't last,
nor will you feel yourself so superior -
superior is the last thing you'll feel -
when Theodotos brings you, in Alexandria,
on a blood-stained tray,
miserable Pompey's head.

And don't be too sure that in your life –
restricted, regulated, prosaic -
spectacular and horrible things like that don't happen.
Maybe this very moment Theodotos -
bodiless, invisible -
enters some neighbour's tidy house
carrying an equally repulsive head.

C. P. Cavafy, Collected Poems, translated by
Edmund Keerley and Philip Sherrard

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Old Portuguese Fado: Desgarrada

O fado, quando merece alguma atenção, assemelha-se à pintura "naïve": um exercício sobre lugares comuns. Pode ser divertido ir anotando quais são os lugares comuns. Os cantores e os guitarristas são muitas vezes excelentes...

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Tolstoy about art

It is said that the best works of art are such that they cannot be understood by the majority and are accessible only to the elect, who are prepared to understand these great works. But if the majority do not understand, they must be given an explanation, the knowledge necessary for understanding. But it turns out that this knowledge does not exist, that the works cannot be explained, and therefore those who say that the majority do not understand good works of art give no explanations, but say that in order to understand one must read, look at, or listen to the same work over and over again. But this is not to explain, it is to make accustomed. And one can get accustomed to anything, even the worst. As it is possible to get people accustomed to rotten food, vodka, tobacco, opium, so it is possible to get them accustomed to bad art, which in fact is being done.

Leo Tolstoy, What is Art?, Penguin Classics, translated
by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky

Monday, April 6, 2009

Tolstoy about "debauchery"

He paused and gave vent to his peculiar sound, as he evidently did whenever a new idea occurred to him.
“And you know, that's the chief abomination!" he exclaimed. "Dissoluteness does not lie in anything physical - no kind of physical misconduct is debauchery; real debauchery lies precisely in freeing oneself from moral relations with a woman with whom you have physical intimacy. Such emancipation I regarded as a merit. I remember how l once worried because I'd not had an opportunity to pay a woman who gave herself to me (having probably taken a liking to me) and how I only calmed down after having sent her some money - thereby intimating that I didn't consider myself morally bound to her in any way... "Don't nod as if you agreed with me," he suddenly shouted at me. “Don't I know these things? We all, and you too unless you're a rare exception, hold those same views, just as I used to. Never mind, I beg your pardon, but the fact is that it's terrible, terrible, terrible!"
“What’s terrible?" I asked.
"That abyss of error in which we live regarding women and our relations with them. No, I can't speak calmly about it, not because of that ‘episode,' as he called it, in my life, but because since that 'episode' occurred my eyes have been opened and I've seen everything in quite a different light. Everything reversed, everything reversed!"
He lit a cigarette and began to speak, leaning his elbows on his knees.
It was too dark to see his face, but, above the jolting of the train, I could hear his impressive and pleasant voice.
Tolstoy, The Kreutzer Sonata, edited and with revised
translations by Michael R. Katz, Norton, 2008