The Big City

”The more susbtantial an individual’s aesthetic experience is, the sounder his taste, the sharper his moral focus, the freer—though not necessarily the happier—he is.."

Contemplating mortality? There’s music for that.

I write out what I think, that’s what it means to be a writer. And for decades I’ve thought about eschatology, and what comes after. Music and sound are my things, so I think about the sounds of emptiness, decay, depopulation—sound as an absence of activity and purpose.

That includes the sounds of what we leave behind. Revisit “Sounds of Futures’ Past” at NewMusicBox, and then let me bring your attention to some new releases from Fossil Aerosol Mining Project.

At the edge of these thoughts is the idea of information. In the most fundamental sense, that’s just a coherence of particles. We, ourselves, are information, our legacy is information. That’s at the core of Scatter, Adapt, Remember by Annalee Newitz, which is a book about humanity’s survival and endurance. Contemplating that, and our mortality, means stepping outside the ego, accepting the inevitable end of individual life, and hopefully finding something worthwhile, if not beautiful, in the idea that humanity, as an agglomeration of information, might be remembered. Someday, some being may find these:

Voyager Golden Record

“He gets it! He knows music!”

Alvin Singleton

“George Grella understood exactly.”

Robert Ashley
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