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Thursday, June 9, 2011

Almost everything is incomplete.

If almost everything is incomplete, then some things are complete. If there are complete things in a world where most things are incomplete, what is complete about those things that are complete? What is the collection of all things complete and incomplete - is it complete or incomplete? What is the incompleteness referring to of those things that are incomplete? If it is nothing then that which is missing from everything that is incomplete is nothing. So, nothing is missing from that which is incomplete, suggesting quite the opposite. If what is missing, that is, what is referred to by the designation of incomplete, is something, then that something is part of the world of all things that are complete and incomplete. Then the implication is that those missing things that could complete the collection of things incomplete is prevented from completing them.

I think this argument is incomplete.

Friday, April 1, 2011

I try to find any excuse to make music. I tap. All the time. Foot tapping. Finger drumming. Type beats. Like right now, the rhythm of this post is distracting me slightly... And I'm back.

So, in the work I do, composing music is one of my key roles. I try to find excuses to write new things whenever the opportunity presents itself. I hope that it contributes to a certain level of variation that brings joy to others. And all that.

Usually in my line of work, music is an after thought in production process. It is part of Final Mix. An add-on that brings atmosphere to the visuals. I think that music is much more concrete than that. Music has its own sensibility that could be interpreted in the same way a verbal statement could be misconstrued. But that's just me and I am clearly prejudiced.