?

Log in

No account? Create an account
entries friends calendar profile Previous Previous Next Next
canta mi corazon - words first
some sense later
wrayb
canta mi corazon
5 comments or Leave a comment
Comments
From: wrayb Date: May 2nd, 2005 01:37 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: drummin'

My father was so strict that the church seemed a lark. My social life was a series of droughts and floods, I was lucky to have lots of siblings for co-conspirators. I made friends here and there. I left Texas (with a couple of friends) right after HS and 1 semester of college but went back. I'm glad I did; living a stellar if obscure life in Texas and Louisiana. I moved to NYC because of my ex's going to grad school here. She left. I stayed.

I am the harshest critic of my ideas causing more of them to be stillborn. I mostly leave my room to go into gatherer mode, in search of sustenance, physical and cultural.

I just did an internet search on the person who provided me with just a vague enough link to John Cage to spur me to name drop in my previous message. I am sad to read that my Texas acquaintance committed suicide the year after I moved to NYC. A suicide calculated to avoid the continued pain of death by lung cancer.

http://www.jerryhunt.org/JerryHunt/huntmus.asp

Jerry and I once had long conversations about sound and humans, one of the reasons I am glad I returned for a while to Texas. Prior to an earlier trip (in the early 80s) to NYC Jerry had given me John Cages' phone number and suggested that I look him up. What was the point I thought and so I just savored that Jerry had given me the number.

I guess I should go eat and accept that this weekend has ended.
shayesaintjohn From: shayesaintjohn Date: May 3rd, 2005 03:32 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: drummin'

I am my own worst critic too. I think that is true of most people excluding narcists and the very naive.

Poor Jerry. Too much coffee and tobacco. I learned of John Cage in an art appreciation class in college. It was the chapter on dissonance and incongruety within art. Or something like that...we listened to that famous song of his I forget the actual title but it was the length of the song...something like 4:11. After learning of his work I noticed his name popping up alot when reading anything having to do with art subculture and the like.

Will you stay in NY until you die?
5 comments or Leave a comment