Memory, Earworms http://www.alansondheim.org/Memory.mp3 http://www.alansondheim.org/Memory.jpg This is a bit like the same thing. This is a bit like the idea of earworms. Something which reminiscence which remains redundantremaine's redolent which appears which doesn't disappear. In this case it's the same thing with the writing. I have to remember what came before and what's going in afterwards. It's the only way the writing can succeed. Otherwise it's useless gone forgotten. I was playing an instrument called a sunshine San the sunshine SANSHIN. And I happened to hit on the sequence of several notes. They sent a kind of resonance a reverberation through my body. A kind of thrill. I think the reason for this was that I had used the same sequence of notes in another piece, perhaps a performance. It seems it must have been for some kind of performance. It might have been something that was recorded on video or even on film . It was something like that I'm not quite sure what period. In any case here's the thing that sequence of notes stayed with me and started bringing back half buried memories. They affected my entire body. I wonder whether there was something that I was using perhaps already back in the 1960s when I was working on it or rhetorical. Or perhaps just a little bit later on when ESP began taking some of my other materials. Beyond that period in any case it's the sequence that has stayed with me although I'd forgotten it completely . But it came back almost as a haunting. Or a scepter. It came back as it goes something that reminds me that it that it had been there all the time period. I was still playing the sunshine SANSHIN. It's an instrument similar to the shami send it's been similar to the shopping center but it's from okinawa. I play with my hands. It's difficult for me because of the fact that there are no threats and it has a long thin neck and I was playing up the neck. You can hear it going slightly out of tone. The notes going either flatter sharp. I'm always amazed when I can get it right. But the melody that sequence of notes comes through. I think it was in relationship to a narrative that I was doing . I don't remember what the narrative was or what the medium was. Video film or film video. Perhaps just music sound song. But I think not. For me it's exciting to remember the sequence. It won't mean anything to you but to me it has an eerie resonance. It has a resonance that seems to open up half memories going back maybe just 10 years maybe going back 50 maybe going back 70. I'm really not sure when this began or when descended. I'm not sure what instrument I might have played it on at 1st period and most likely was a guitar. Most likely was a guitar but it doesn't sound like guitar music to me. It doesn't sound like that kind of a rift. Instead it sounds like something I don't know something Asian something that might have been played in okinawa. The real show islands. I think that's what it was so I think it might have been Something else entirely. I'm not sure what I. I think it might have been something that goes all the way back 30 or 40 years ago or even longer maybe 50 or 60 years ago or maybe just yesterday. Whatever it was those notes conjure up a whole landscape for me but I can't place it really I can almost place it but I really can't. It's a kind of I'm not sure what to call it almost supernatural a supernatural occurrence for me. Something rattle and something opening up a vista or a world where a world that's just half formed. There's more to say about this but I'm not quite sure where to take it whether to go a little bit into the future or farther into the past or just occupy the present as if I were sitting in a music studio recording this period the last is the most unsatisfactory. I don't think it was that at all I think it was a different kind of memory I'm just not sure what and might have even been a memory from some other world or some other time period it might have been a memory from someone else's past. All I remember is at sequence and that it meant something strong to me And took my breath away. It really did take my breath away. As if the whole world had opened up once and for all. As if it had opened up once and for all. _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
