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Posted by Romy the Cat on 11-09-2011
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Even I am officials drunk now, that happens ones in 10 years, I am confessing that it is true: there is Bruckner and there is all the rest music. Talk to you after you get it.

Romy the Cat

Posted by Romy the Cat on 11-13-2011
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It is hard to explain but it is different. When I sit in my chair and play something then there is a very distinct deference between the events when I play Bruckner and non Bruckner. In fact I think I listen differently Bruckner and non-Bruckner music.

Bruckner music is like arousing some kind of internal resonances within me. I admit that I very frequently sing while I am listening Bruckner. It is not even singing in a normal sense but some kind or purring has tuned and fluctuate with Bruckner’s harmonies. And those Bruckner’s harmonies! What a magic!

Take just one symphony – the 9th for instance. The play by Giulini with Vienna and listen that fantastic change tonality at 3:15, or listen that induction at 9:03 and the further development, or even better listed the opening of the third movement of the symphony. It is like the whole world is swelling into a giant warp. If you can’t play or get this music well that trash your radio or trash yourself…

Still, the most beautiful I think in Bruckner the soft moments when the harmonics moisture is being condensed into the clouds of forthcoming thunder. The same first movement 8:05 - nothing happens but hear those horns calling the forces in the background and feel that slowly building pressure….

I absolutely adore this music. Bruckner is like a surgery on open brain - you just need to relax, apply a significant dose of lubrication of very own ego and let the Bruckner’s waves to disturb your senses and your awareness in own unique ways.

The Cat

Posted by Romy the Cat on 11-24-2011
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I was listening yesterday the Karajan 1976 performance of Bruckner 5 with Berlin Philharmonic. It is one of the greatest fifth I know off and I love it tremendously.  I am not sure what happened but I think I lost consciousness listing the performances. I had many interesting Bruckner experiences but this was different. First I felt that my chair is falling through the floor. I clearly lost the sense of gravity and the most important the sense of reference to anything. It was endless free fall, I was able to observe the world but I was absolutely not related to it - I was flying through out it. The meanings got own firm irrelevantly-momentary values and I had no awareness or interest of the souse or destination of my fall. I was not scared, not curios, not empress with my fall and my feelings – anything applicable to any being sentiments did not exist. I was just a “something” that was falling and I did not know what that “something” was.

Was Bruckner’s music present in my fall? This is hard to say. I listen Bruckner with many people and I do not see many others who engage with Bruckner music as I do. Audio idiots mostly listen for loud sounds and those retards mostly clueless what else it might be. Music people are listed for phrasing and sonority, for harmonious play and idiosyncrasy of interpretations. There is nothing wrong with it but Bruckner might be much more….  Anyhow, was Bruckner’s music present in my fall? I do not think it was but I clearly remember that the fall’s intensity was modulated by something external. Was it Bruckner music? I think it was but I do not remember that I had any musical sensation during the fall.

So, it was one of many my great Bruckner experiences, what was different this time? Well, this time what I got to the Erath I was clearly nonconscious. I knew who I was and where I was but I was not able to move or speak. I was semi-laying, pressed in my listening chair, listening how Berlin Philharmonic crashing through the Finale of the Fifth and then an amazing question raised in my head: What happened with my ability to move – it is that I am disabled to move or I do not want to move. The movement itself was not even the subject but that amazing sharpness of difference and similarity of the notions “can” and “want”!  Suddenly the “can” and “want” appear to me in their new ever-linked definitions. In the end I decided, I clearly made cognitive decision that I am OK do not move and I was not bothered but it. I was not filing my hands and my legs; in fact I did not feel my body at all – I clearly did not need it at that time. Then I decided to move. I clearly remember that it was definitive decisions of my mind to employ my body. It was like starting an engine – suddenly many small parts begin to do something and my control over my body was reinstated.

The symphony was over in a few minutes. I lit up my cigar and for quite long time was sitting in my chair to thinking about different meaning of “can” and “want”.

Rgs, Romy the caT

Posted by clarkjohnsen on 11-24-2011
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It's the way of the siddhas.

Posted by JJ Triode on 11-26-2011
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People who do odd things under the influence of a skilled hypnotist sometimes report that they felt no physical compulsion but "did not want" to go against the hypnotist's "suggestions," hence fully complied with them.  I think the physicist R.P. Feynman, in one of his autobiographical books, described such an experience and concluded that influence over volition amounts to control over actions after all.
At least I hope it was this in Romy's case, and not an epileptic seizure or a small stroke...

Posted by Romy the Cat on 11-26-2011
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It is nice that you mentioned small stroke as it this thought did pop up in my head. It is possible that the event I describe has some medical ground. What do I know? I have number of similar expresses from music, not only from Bruckner but I need to admit that last few years only Bruckner put me in there. I do not find it alerting in any way and I want more or it.  The last event intrigued me not buy the fact of the ride (most frequently if “it” happens I fly through the clouds) but by the second part when I being “there” was able to communicate with me “here” (the movement reflexes)….
Well, if for a couple weeks you won’t see any posts in my site then be informed that I did not return back from my trip.

The Cat

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