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Philip Glass turned 75 on January 31st.
Here's a great piece by Alex Ross about his new symphony and an upcoming world tour of Einstein on the Beach.
Then, during “Dance 1,” as the music fell into a furiously pulsing
polymetrical scheme and Lucinda Childs’s dancers darted about like
limber androids, the bliss kicked in. It was a feeling of abstract
intellectual delight, a pure interplay of musical and physical motion.
I get those thrills too.
Especially since the Walkman and ipod, we pin music to the times and places we listen to it.
And now when I hear Einstein I think of the time last year I listened to it on a Shinkansen from Hiroshima to Osaka. Some of you might think it was an obvious music nerd's choice. Well, I did. I might be typing into a blogging website right now, but really, I'm back looking out the window from a train speeding so smoothly at 280km/h with Glass's music traveling even faster. A thousand holiday snaps couldn't go near capturing it. Just play the CD and I'm back.
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For your next Minimalist train journey might I suggest you try this:
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Yeah, Stan. That's also a fantastic record. Though when I hear it I think back to the time I listened to a Radio National special about it on my walkman in the food court on Southbank. Not quite the train from Chicago to NY.
Huh. Last time I was travelling from Hiroshima to Osaka, listening to Philip Glass. Work in the liberal media, by any chance?
Um, no I don't. In fact, the exact opposite. I work in advertising. Thanks for dropping by, Michael.
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