Friday, December 23, 2005


My favourite Indonesian composer (and all-round groovy guy) Yasudah is currently up in Jakarta as a guest speaker along w/ two other composers (Dody Satya and Agus Bing) at a music event titled "Susah Sembuh" ("Difficult to Heal") by Komunitas Bunyi (Sound community) Jakarta and Music Group "Ketuk" Bandung.

His wife Susana just passed on the following message to me from him:

"Three days ago, 19th December 2005, at around five in the morning, I had a dream: Seven compositions from my CD "SoloSelusurSoloensis" had turned into human beings. They were confused and disoriented. One of them asked me: "Are we supposed to play music now like the ones we used to be, or what?"

First I was stunned, and then I answered 'In my opinion you don't need to become musicians at all, if you don't want to...let alone even play the same kind of music. The challenge is: how to live your life in the future.'"

I love the idea of your own music manifesting itself to you in quasi-human guise and then debating its own future evolution w/ you: that is so cool. I am sooo looking forward to hearing whatever Yasudah comes up with next, and I wish him all the best.

Hmm. What is the visual/thoughtform equivalent of, for example, Dubstep or Free-folk, I wonder? Some mangled mental musings to follow soon as I emerge from the post-flu fugue-state that's left my cranium contents looking like a colander full of cold noodles.


At 1:56 pm, Blogger Psychbloke said...

"Hmm. What is the visual/thoughtform equivalent of, for example, Dubstep or Free-folk, I wonder?"

Well, I've already nailed down NewBeat with the cyberbabes.

Then there's the little twinkling jazz funk fairies that live at the bottom of our garden.....

I dreamt I met Voodoo Ray once - he had huge teeth and a head that bobbed from side to side.

Anyhow - hope you is feeling better Kek ("ah had opinions that didn't mattah - I hadda brain that felt like pancake batter")

Have a good Christmas!

At 2:19 pm, Blogger kek-w said...

We've got Goth 'fairies' at the bottom of ours (see that post of the sadly cheesy Goth trio below - snapped 'em under our apple tree...they've been hanging around the shed a few days now, scraping half-heartedly at their violins and looking a bit bleak. Rather stupidly, I let the kids put some bread scraps and a saucer of milk out for them. I may have to get some sort of anti-goth spray up the garden centre.)...

You dreamt you met Voodoo Ray? Super-Cool!

Been feeling crap for about a week now, peaked about sun/mon/tues, so past the worst. Still getting aches and night-sweats, though it's probably The Change of Life or something. Not really in the mood for xmas this year...I 'spect I'll really get into the xmas spirit just as the lights start coming down. Mutter, mutter...

Hope you and the rest of the Bloke Bunch have an exceptionally good one, you Dickensian raggmuffins, you!


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