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I Have Nothing To Say, And I Am Saying It.

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.

The World, The Real Is Not An Object. It Is A Process.

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.

We Only Hear What We Listen For.