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When I Hear What We Call Music, It Seems To Me That Someone Is Talking. And Talking About His Feelings, Or About His Ideas Of Relationships. But When I Hear Traffic, The Sound Of Traffic - Here On Sixth Avenue, For Instance - I Don’t Have The Feeling That Anyone Is Talking. I Have The Feeling That Sound Is Acting. And I Love The Activity Of Sound... I Don’t Need Sound To Talk To Me.

Guy Nearing Told Us It's A Good Idea When Hunting Mushrooms To Have A Pleasant Goal, A Waterfall For Instance, And, Having Reached It, To Return Another Way. When, However, We're Obliged To Go And Come Back By The Same Path, Returning We Notice Mushrooms We Hadn't Noticed Going Out.

I Needed Another Basis For Musical Structure. This I Found In Sound's Duration Parameter, Sound's Only Parameter Which Is Present Even When No Sound Is Intended.

We Are Living In A Period In Which Many People Have Changed Their Mind About What The Use Of Music Is Or Could Be For Them. Something That Doesn't Speak Or Talk Like A Human Being, That Doesn't Know Its Definition In The Dictionary Or Its Theory In The Schools, That Expresses Itself Simply By The Fact Of Its Vibrations. People Paying Attention To Vibratory Activity, Not In Reaction To A Fixed Ideal Performance, But Each Time Attentively To How It Happens To Be This Time, Not Necessarily Two Times The Same. A Music That Transports The Listener To The Moment Where He Is.

Every Something Is An Echo Of Nothing