Monday, April 21, 2008


subtitle: Sound and Vision

Law and Order was on...before that the NBA and Basketball...the remote!...brb...Friends...

Just a second ago I recalled what a friend once ex marine and Mormon....that the classical music The Four Seasons made him "see" the seasons...I think it was Vivaldi...I know nothing about classical music though I played it in band and orchestra in High School...brb...

well...they're writing fashion stories about the Women and the Kids dresses...brb...


The texture of each concerto is varied, resembling its respective season. For example, "Winter" is peppered with silvery staccato notes from the high strings, calling to mind icy rain, whereas "Summer" evokes a thunderstorm in its final movement.
The four concertos were written to go along with four sonnets. Though it is not known who wrote these sonnets there is a theory that Vivaldi wrote them himself. The sonnets are as follows in the original Italian with an English translation:


cool...a poem to quote...just a raw translation it the above page...


Springtime is upon us.

The birds celebrate her return with festive song,and murmuring streams are softly caressed by the breezes.

Thunderstorms, those heralds of Spring, roar, casting their dark mantle over heaven,

Then they die away to silence, and the birds take up their charming songs once more.

On the flower-strewn meadow, with leafy branches rustling overhead, the goat-herd sleeps, his faithful dog beside him.

Led by the festive sound of rustic bagpipes, nymphs and shepherds lightly dance beneath the brilliant canopy of spring.


oh...let me find a better translation..brb...


I just had a talk with a friend aspiring to be a professional photog...and they have a background in music...which I said should help...after all the Master played piano too...and in the same place!....there's even a gallery show now of a photog that followed the same route...I'm far and away from making financial gain from anything artistic...but I too was first introduced to fine art through Music...but to Sound and Vision...brb...


What does it do? The vOICe Learning Edition translates arbitrary video images from a regular PC camera into sounds. This means that you can see with your ears,


well...that was unexpected...and cool...what I was thinking of was Graves under the influence of mushroom hallucinogenic and how he heard sight and saw sounds....shades of The Sorcerers Apprentice and Fantasia...brb...


For the sights that one sees assume rhythmical contours, and the singing of the shaman seems to take on visible and colorful shapes.

The Road to Eleusis
R. Gordon Wasson


Our senses have volume controls the same as TV...and contrast and fact a complexity of 'filters' that a photoshop program can never dream of attaining...and when drugs are taken these controls are altered and most often severely damaged...the Law and Order episode was about an insane prisoner who heard voices and was released without proper medical care...proper being making him safe to public life...drug users pretty much wreck their being in public life...

Wasson sings the same refrain of Timothy Leary and that whole cult that because they experienced something remarkable and different thought they had experienced something better...

Sobriety...awareness untempered by refined medications...and make no mistake about something honed through millions of years of evolution...and sobriety isn't joyless or dull or any of that.... any of that disdain that those who choose the vida loco heap on the modest is bogus.

I suppose now it will be a fashion for awhile to look 'modest'...

And "sobriety" is how each species has survived...for many of them.... one "intoxicated" misstep and they are someones lunch.

Nature is marvelously I went after Graves' "Her service is perfect freedom"...which I'll explain my take in a minute...but here is Robert Creely wrestling with it in an essay called..."Her Service is Perfect Freedom"...which is about Robert Graves...


The Goddess, whether characterized as the ultimately personal, or impersonal, wife, mother, queen, or simply the generically "unknown," is the most persistent other of our existence, eschewing male order, allowing us to live at last. The obedience of a poet's gratitude, for this, is the authority which you hear in his poems, and it is obedience to a presence which is, if you will, that which is not understood, ever; but which he characterizes as all that can happen in living, and seeks to form an emblem for, with words.


Graves was a soldier, so "service" had that connotation, and a loyal to royalty a soldier's "service" to King/Queen and Country, is in this line...somewhere he goes over how pleased he was to be awarded a genuine gold medallion from the Queen...and contrasts it I think to some other award that was gilded...

There is a very ancient perception that a King is a god...Roman Emperors expected worship....and thought they ruled by divine right and favor...and Graves expends a lot of words just trying to sort how all this has gone down in history...seeing in the past somewhere a divergence from Nature and Nature's discipline...

Each species is meticulously disciplined...but the discipline isn't inflicted on them by some's Nature...the White Goddess...that's my "take"...brb...I've been meaning to look up a search..."male harems"...insomuch as I've gone on about "female harems"...brb...


An even more profound uniqueness of the Western concept of homosexuality is revealed when it is contrasted with how male-male sexual and romantic bonds were treated in Imperial China where several male emperors were known to have had male harems and favorite male concubines, and also where male prostitution (for male clients) was prevalent up to the end of the Qing Dynasty.

Catching The Phoenix: The Social Construction of HomosexualityPosted in September 2003by Nick Yee


Graves was a bit homophobic...well...more than a bit...though there's seems to have been some 'greek' soldiering in him as well...and his book the White Goddess starts right off with a rant...I could be very wrong on this...but it appears he equates patriarchies with homosexuality...and contrasts that with matriarchies...and more or less lambasts the judeo christain tradition for knocking down all the temples to Goddesses...I read one who commented on how remarkable is the replica temple to Athena is in Tennesse(?)...and what effect it would have on the Patriarchal Temple Tradition...and I dont know but Graves maybe right on with all this...the all male priesthoods....the subjegation of women in the Islamic world...the scandal of the Catholic priests...well...lemego get one of those Chinese's a page on enunichs and harems!...but no male harems...

well...this could go on too long...but a joke was done on TV by some talkshow about the Pope...and how he has a "harem" of was a bad joke...but...looking for it I found what's been probably lying in the back of my mind doing this post!...


Honeybee queens have sex with harems of males apparently to give birth to much better dancers, research now reveals.

Graves kinda had in mind the political system of the beehive...and that as a metaphor for Nature overall...what's he says at the end of the book?..."I'm no priest"...brb...maybe it's's wiki's take..


Graves concluded, in the second and expanded edition, that the monotheistic god of Judaism and its successors were the cause of the White Goddess's downfall, and thus the source of much of the modern world's woe. He also suggested that women cannot function as poets and lack the capacity for true poetic creation, because woman's role in poetry remains exclusively to serve as a muse for a male poet who worships her as a goddess. He did, however, acknowledge Sappho as a possible exception.


That's poetry babble for: "Mankind is out of harmony with Nature, and insomuch Nature's major effort is procreation, and Women the bearer of Children...anything less than absolute devotion to Women and Family is failure ."

Somehow the "poetry" in things has gotten confused into an effort for spiritual evolution, and the asectic's disregard for 'flesh'.brb...


Asceticism (Greek: askēsis) describes a life-style characterized by abstinence from various sorts of worldly pleasures (especially sexual activity and consumption of alcohol) often with the aim of pursuing religious and spiritual goals. Christianity and the Indian religions (including yoga) teach that salvation and liberation involve a process of mind-body transformation that is effected through practicing restraint with respect to actions of body, speech and mind.


Ascetism becomes just another kind of hallucnigen...and not to be confused with "sobriety"....

This is all very hard to explain!

A side by side...from above...Vivaldi...

The birds celebrate her return with festive song, and murmuring streams are softly caressed by the breezes.



Green sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir

Will celebrate the Mountain Mother,

And every song-bird shout awhile for her;


And that's from Grave's poem "In Dedication: The White Goddess"...which might be... after Yeat's "Second Coming"... the second worst poem ever written.

While the priests are looking to Armegeddon, resurrection and all that...the poet is just gratefull for the return of more...and certainly no less...than the simplest songbird...which few poets have any hope of matching in 'dedication'.
Ask any Priest and they'll tell you in an eyeblink that's it's the Women in the congregation that keep things going, it they're honest...and sober.
A good blog with a bit on Graves...


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