Friday, January 28, 2011

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Essay: The sound Jewelry (FMG 2011)

The dearest was naked, and knowing my heart, that she had kept her jewels sound, whose rich trappings him look victorious What happy days in their slaves to the Moors.
When he throws his dancing lively, mocking sound, This radiant world of metal and stone me into ecstasy, and I Things to fury when the sound is mingled with light.
She was lying and let herself be loved, and the top of the couch she smiled with delight at my deep love and sweet as the sea, who rode toward her as toward a cliff.
eyes fixed on me like a tiger tamed, one vaguely and dreamily she tried posing, and united with the candor lust gave a new charm to his metamorphoses
And his arm and leg and thigh and his loins, Polis like oil, undulating like a swan, passed before my eyes clairvoyant and serene, and her belly and her breasts, these clusters of my vine,
advanced, more cuddly than the Angels evil, for disturbing the peace when my soul was set, And the upset of the crystal rock where, quiet and lonely, she was sitting.
I just see them united by a new design of Antiope hips to the bust of a beardless, both its size made her hips. On this tawny complexion and brown eye shadow was superb!
- And the lamp having resigned to die, as the fire alone illuminated the room, each time he drove a blazing sigh, he drowned in blood that amber-colored skin!
C. Baudelaire, Les Bijoux (1857).

of Test under / over-music, artwork or sound, or music concrete. The structure was designed in two blocks. One is a process up and clear: to inform a packet at the beginning, there is the highly trained, the glitter, the bitter end. The other, in contrast, seeks to be less abstract, more referenced, a real blur, a dream. The opposition of these two blocks is retained physical experience of a transition from a high voltage to a strong relaxation. But the sketch of a "service": the first ascent acts as a filter, selecting, for who wants to achieve the human voice (female).

" Must we choose between the old music - the one I love - and the music that I made - which hardly fills me -? "said P. Schaeffer.

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