Maps are not only about space, they’re also about time: maps are frozen journeys.
Tag: quotes
The one time I got a bunch of prizes, I just assumed I’d win them all. […] I really saw something in myself and I thought, ‘Oh, my God. I really did want that thing!’ Some part of me was disappointed that I got tricked into thinking it was important. I told myself, if that happens again, I don’t want to do that. I’ve since realized that it was good I didn’t win, because I wasn’t ready.
I have this old ’57 Porsche Speedster, and the way the door closes, I’ll just sit there and listen to the sound of the latch going, cluh-CLICK-click. That door! I live for that door. Whatever the opposite of planned obsolescence is, that’s what I’m into.
In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts; they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.
Humor is almost always anger with its makeup on.
but in little towns the makeup tends to be thin.
Filed under: anger
Every whole person understands his lifetime as an organized, recountable series of events and changes with at least a beginning and a middle. We need narrative like we need space-time; it’s a built-in thing.
I love the South. The mud and the creeks and the moss and the lightning bugs and the oak trees and the pecan trees. Climbing trees and looking for snakes, I really miss all that. That was the best part of my childhood.
Get out of the conceptual rut that a good life looks one way and a disappointing one looks another.
Last album I was like “I don’t now how I’m finna do this shit again,” but it’s been like that since Southernplayalistic… When in doubt you just gotta go to work.
We had zero business plan or experience, but it’s amazing what desperation will do for you.
One reason crime movies tend to be intrinsically interesting is that the supporting characters have to be riveting.
It seems to me that if a work has something remarkable to say, then someone who wants to whistle it will find something in it to whistle.
Elliott Carter. RIP. Cf. Will Oldham:
It seems to me that the ears that are listening make more difference than the way the music sounds.
Who will write the last tweet?
I find two things especially noteworthy about these things that Everyone Knows: first, they tend to be really nasty-minded; and second, they tend to be equally tidy-minded — that is, they make the world a neat, simple place in which there are ever so many people one needn’t take seriously, or treat with anything other than immediately reflexive contempt, because one knows in advance of any particular encounter exactly what they’re like.
Worldview-crash is usually comprehensive.
Philip Glass and Beck Discuss Collaborating on ‘Rework’ – NYTimes.com
Glass:
When I talk to young composers, I tell them, I know that you’re all worried about finding your voice. Actually you’re going to find your voice. By the time you’re 30, you’ll find it. But that’s not the problem. The problem is getting rid of it. You have to find an engine for change. And that’s what collaborative work does. Whatever we do together will make us different.
Philip Glass and Beck Discuss Collaborating on ‘Rework’ – NYTimes.com
It seems to me that the ears that are listening make more difference than the way the music sounds.
When people bypass simple solutions to write to someone like me, that tends to mean there’s an ulterior motive on board.
Competitive people are most annoying to other competitive people.
I think of children sort of like Voyager probes, except instead of sending them out into space you send them forward in time. They carry messages from your civilization inside them, on into the weirdness of the future.