14. Mär. 2011, 4:51
Because music doesn't represent anything else, does it? It's there, humanly crafted, yet given, more like the wind itself than a description of the wind or a picture of trees swaying? It moves out of us and into us im-mediately. It blends with emotion, it becomes emotion--or "Passion," as they used to say.
Well, this leads into a thicket of distinctions: We could wonder about modern art, abstract art, which doesn't represent anything either--or ancient decorative arts, for that matter, designs on porticos and pottery, designs that flow and twine, sort of like music, and they don't represent anything; they're more like the ripples in the stream than a description of the stream. On the other hand, such patterns are static, whereas music, like the stream, like time, like life itself, will not stand still no matter what, no matter how artfully the silent beat is held aloft to seem to last forever before the final crescendo brings our sweet suspense to its conclusion--it will not last…