
Gould is right about Bach~all that fiddle-
faddle about Mozart's misleading.
[A qualified statement as per hyperbole]
Angela is right _ why bother with a force
that's misleading when the suites of cellos
work like smooth rivers and valleys.
So then, we proceed, but slowly smoothly
like a concerto. The poise at the piano.
The night like a serene suite
the voices huffed and moulded to shape.
I am exaggerating my new found reaction
to Mozart, but is it any wonder that I recoil
after so much an immersion in him?
I know this will pass away~one can only
imagine the wit of Mozart versus
the weight of B~. Me and Patrick spoke of this once,
he was second cello player at the M.S.O and I asked
him which of the composers was "the One?"
I could see it pained him,
as he hemmed and hawed
momentarily and he said , oh Bach.
It was an unfair question, I see that,
even then, I knew it was childish,
like asking who is your favourite lover.
As these things change & transform.
Bach, Shaksepare, Marlowe, Joyce
Genet, whoever whatever, who is who,
what body what machine intersects
with the other? to make others,
and other becomings?
Becomings of Mix. The question
of immanence again __ negative critics
like H. Bloom see this from the narrow
scope of a gawky transscendence, ordering
& creating lines of vertical ascendence
when in actuality there are none __
there is the archive, the library and the canon;
the canon, what a funny word! the first time
I heard it I thought of something firing off !
it wa s only natural as I had a visual imagination.
well, visual imaginations have their day,
and dogs won't bite unless there
is a sunset, and Bach is no sunset to M,
and WS is no sunset to Joyce and Tzara.
TT, & JJ so many coincidences
in literature, in the names, what's
in a name~everything.
of course.
The Brandenburg
concertos made my mind spin again,
as they have always , since the age of 17.
This so crude as to beggar description.It's best to write the real thing, poetry
is what they call it, than this damn
expository prosey-rosy. But it's fun,
and besides the work is being achieved
'en attendant.'
