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Music
Music
I was in my twenties, in my student room in Uppsala, Sweden. The radio inherited from my grand-father was on.
Suddenly I was stuck by something totally out of the ordinary.
The first record I bought, mowing the lawn to get the hundred francs nee, was the 5th piano Concerto of Beethoven with Emil Gilels.
One could say that, if there was one composition I really knew, it was the 5th Concerto.
And here, within a few minutes, I was like a man who had been living in a dark room, a candle is lit and he discovers a Master Piece on the Wall.
You will have guessed that this was a recording by Glen Gould, in his youth.
It took me less than five minutes to enter into this new world.
Through that door, I gained entrance to Bach which until then had been a forbidden world.
Then I continued, without any guidance, listening to this, to that.
Mother was very fond of music, Opera music. In the 5th year of her Alzheimer, she would, in the car, while we were travelling, sing the whole “Tosca”.
One week, about the seventh year of her Alzheimer, she lost Music. It had become a meaningless aggressive strident sound. Only one week.
When Mother lost Music, could one say that Mother was no longer there?
Mother losing her capacity to ear Music, then the obvious question is “what is Music?”.
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Good Morning Students !
You all wonder what this black thing standing here could be ?
You want to guess?
Yes, Intelligent Glub whose face I cannot stand as you will certainly try and get my job?
You think this could be some form of human
Student Glub, my job is safe!
Yes, Blond Glub who has those nice bobbing vibrations?
You think it could be an instrument?
Well, well, don't we have the material for a new Professor amongst us Students. Well blond Glub as you appear to be interested I do happen to have in my Office an instrument you may be interested in this evening, you will hear the most astonishing sounds. Say 9 o' clock?
Students, this is indeed an instrument, it is called a piano;
Students, let us all gather around this instrument, don't we afraid, as long as you do not touch the keyboard no vibrations will be generated and you long hand Glub if you think I do not see what where you hands are you are mistaken!
Are you all around me ?
Yes, your first impression please?
Indeed, startling is it not, no numbers, no letters, no user's mode, nothing. You may not have been able to look at if long enough but I can guaranty that there no ON/OFF switch.
No, Red Haired Glub Student, don't debubble for that, this instrument has been the subject of much analysis by our most revered and respected Specialists, who I must say, have all been trained in my Class.
The question is:
How can an instrument be ON without being ON and OFF without being OFF and ON and OFF at the same time and ON or OFF at the same time?
Nice dilemma is it not?
Don't worry blond Glub about ON and OFF this evening, I think everything will be to your satisfaction.
Students, I will ask for a period of silence and meditation; there is no doubt that this music machine is the ancestor of the Glubs.
Once the humans had mastered Music, Data Banks and Mathematics, their fate was doomed, the Glubs would be the next Master of the Universe; the Great Virus Pandemy that destroyed all livings just hastened the inevitable, possibly we should regret that the Virus Pandemy also wiped out these beautiful humans we call rats and cockroaches.
Students, it is hard to imagine that this heap of ill assorted wood sticks and metallic strings would be one of your ancestors? Laughable is it not? But you see, it is not the insult you think it is when your girl friend tells you to get your mouse back to the keyboard. It really all started with a mouse and keyboard.
Students, in spite of the very short life span of the Humans in the history of the Universe, the humans really believed that they were the ultimate accomplishment of evolution. They even believed that the purpose of the Universe was to create a Disney Land for the humans; Can I prove it ?
Of course, have I ever stated any truth I could not support ?
Of course we have been lucky when we found the remains of a space ship which must have left Earth before the third millennium.
The space ship was very much damaged; little of value remained, but in their wisdom the Humans has left messages in the holiest of all rooms on board the Space Vessel, the holy place being identified by the holy double name:
LADIES GENTLEMEN
This is where we found this very saint scroll on the wall of the holy space called
Toilet
Students, it is obvious to even the most obvious minds, of course I do not intend to malinger my West Coast Colleagues who do not have had the chance to see the scroll, except as a reproduction, it is obvious that this is a message from Humanity to us.
Well students, if there is a message, what is this message?
Yes, Glub student with the double mouth and only two eyes please speak up, don't feel disgraced by having only 2 eyes!
You think that the scroll must be read in some direction?
Very good student, you other useless Glubs, especially you the long cowboy looking Glub who prevented nice little Red Haired Glub from attending my special evening class, you are really a total waste of computation.
Of course this scroll has a direction.
Let me help you, students?
Where would the most important object be?
Yes, Glub who had too many beers yesterday and bubbled a pair of shoes where the head should be?
Indeed in the Centre, how right you are student.
And what would you put in the Centre,
Disgusting Glub, kindly leave my lecture immediately!!!
Yes, students, in the Centre you would put the most revered Living of your World.
Quite obviously this object,
it cannot be anything but the God of which they were all the Servants !
This is further supported by the fact that nearest to this respectful representation of their God, they represented themselves.
You note the attitude of openness of the human. I have to warn you students about theories put forward by very good friends of me who regretfully are getting a bit old and believe that this would be the representation of some servant of the God, they even believe that they have found a sacred document to the effect that this servant would be called “traffic Cop”. Idiotic!
My elderly colleagues further support their theory by stating that this represents a human paying its respects to the Grand Priest.
As to the icons, it is obvious to the lowest speed processor that they are a kind of language which contains all the mysteries these humans, knowing their end to be near, these ultimate messages they wanted us to share and continue.
When running the Holy Script on the Infra Red Scanniometer with atomic twist and quanta amplification, we even found a most mysterious note in the lower right corner:
Well, let us not get too exited, while it could be true that they try to convey to us the date of the end of the Universe.
This script must have been of uttermost importance to them as they centred it around an obvious phallic sign.
Students, what you must understand is that the Humans believed that history had reached its goal with the humans.
They knew that the mammals had been preceded by reptiles, birds, amphibians, but for the Humans, that was just a preparation for their event.
Students how, could the humans know that they were living side by side with the species that would take over from the Humans.
They look at the piano, they learned to manipulate it, they fabricated instruction manuals for it, never did it enter into their mind that Music would be the next race taking over the Universe.
Yet, it was all there, available to them; at the end of the nineteenth century they had understood that the Universe must be seen as having at least four dimensions. Yet, apparently they never understood that Music had seven dimensions.
They must have seen the End coming!
And in the End, their only thought was that they must leave a message to us, telling us of the ultimate fate of the Universe:
Pay Day Friday !!!
Fear, you glubs who do not attend my courses properly!.
Get out, you dirty Glubs!
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