Interesting. Maybe that’s why such “pop” painters like Frazetta could capture the imagination. Notice many of his paintings capture the tension without the release. It makes you want to stare. I’ll have to discuss this with my daughter who’s an art major.
Why Bloo? Do you have one? (a cosmic, deep side, that is.)
I am sure I do have a deep, Cosmic side. Everyone does. I know for sure because I experienced it myself, and it was the most amazing thing. It happened, of all times, during a Budweiser commercial. But suddenly it was all gone, and she turned to me and said “We fly through universal bliss…” (Actually, she asked me: “do you know where my new underwear is?” but I didn’t know that at the time.) Anyway, when she said that, suddenly the room was filled with this deep cosmic hum. Not really filled, though, because the room had disappeared, turned all see-throughy. We were like lonely figures and we didn’t have faces, more like outlines of light and love, and we took hold of one another’s hands and we walked through a starfilled immensity. It was very quiet and it vibrated within me and within her, and I could feel the universe breathing slowly and eternally. Everything was around and within us and yet we were on our own. If I touch her now we will meld, I thought, fused together in pure light and love and happiness. But then The Rockford Files came back on, and so I went back to watching that instead.
Ah, James Garner. Now there’s a man who wouldn’t be distracted from a Bud commercial by a wispy underwear saleswoman. (I still have his autograph pasted in a scrapbook somewhere…if I’d been wearing red lipstick at that time in my life, you’d see kiss marks all over it.)
Susan
Hey…we all know that Bloomfield is um…deep. Just ask Dale 
Cheers,
David
[mode=curmudgeon]What makes the music work? Good playing. 
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Actually I’ll tell you what makes music work. It’s a Saturday in July, around 85°F, and there you are with your Highland Pipes, and you are covered in layers of wool (kilt & jacket), waiting for the bride and groom to show (and they’re half an hour late already) whislt trying not expire from heat stroke. Kinda takes the fun out of it and certainly makes it more like work.
Cheers,
David
It’s rhythm that makes it work
The rhythm method is notoriously unreliable.
Good point.
Actually, one of the themes in modern history is that those who have rhythm have had to work the hardest.
It’s being in a beer tent with a dewpoint of 69F and your flute is yet again out of tune in the middle of a tune. It’s suddenly NOT hearing the bass fiddle and when you look over you see the strings are hanging limp in the swampy heat while the bridge lies dead in the dirt. What’s more, nobody cares.
I guess that’s when it doesn’t work.
Rhythm is absolutely essential. Rhythm is only one part though. Rhythm should provide the vehicle for the melody and harmony.
essential, true, but, alas, you are not yourself 2day. 