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Originally Posted by Satchmo8101
Taking 600 years to play one of Bach's organ compositions. So far the first 1.5 years of which only included silence as air is let into the organ pipes.  I believe they finally started playing the first note. I forget how long that is supposed to take.
If you haven't guessed a certain person by the name of Cage was behind this idea. 
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"...if it's still boring after 128 years, try it for 256 years..."
Actually, the TT on this baby will be 639 years, but I don't know who's gonna release the unedited boxed set!
Anyway, if the the same performance
finished this year, no one would have noticed when it started 'coz they'd all have been running about scabby with Black Death!
That said, I don't think there are any bad
ideas for avant-garde composition, merely bad composers and performers to realize ideas. Some of the worst insults to my ears have come from a simple string quartet!
Now, there are bad ideas because the methods might be considered immoral. John Duncan included a necrophiliac element to one of his performances--with a real human cadaver!
Remember Monty Python's sketch "Arthur Ewing and his Musical Mice"?
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Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. Ladies and gentlemen. I have in this box twenty-three white mice. Mice which have been painstakingly trained over the past few years, to squeak at a selected pitch. (he raises a mouse by its tail) This is E sharp... and this one is G. You get the general idea. Noe these mice are so arranged upon this rack, that when played in the correct order they will squeak 'The Bells of St Mary's'. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you on the mouse organ 'The Bells of St Mary's'. Thank you.
He produces two mallets. He starts striking the mice while singing quietly 'The Bells of St Mary's'. Each downward stroke of the mallet brings a terribly squashing sound and the expiring squeak. It is quite clear that he is slaughtering the mice. The musical effect is poor. After the first few notes people are shouting 'Stop it, stop him someone, Oh my God'. He cheerfully takes a bow. He is hauled off by the floor manager.
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