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Some Photographs by Joseph Holmes : http://streetnine.com/#/Portfolio/CBGB%20%282006%29/1/ CBGB is one of the most important spaces in contemporary culture. But just in this statement there are problems already, because I assume that there is common understanding about what ‘contemporary’ and ‘culture’ is. This problem I can neutralize. Let’s just say that ‘contemporary’ is whatever happened to the Western world since Rock and Roll; and ‘culture’ is Rock and Roll. Whether you like to listen to other styles of music is beside the point. Because there was nothing and then there was whatever you listen to. And that is Rock and Roll. That settled, the more serious problem is that of distance. The space between wherever we are and wherever this place is. It is now infinitely far away, because CBGB closed down in October 2006 (what happened after this is kind of pointless. Read the Wiki if you’re interested). It represents counter-culture--bands revolted against the very culture th
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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.
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.

new perspective

So, I have been thinking a lot lately about the passage of large chunks of time. Take 10 million years, for example. It is of no use to try and imagine that much time. But I think it is beneficial to see it as a chunk. An arbitrary entity. Very much the same as trying to grab the earth in a hug and trying not to lie down. At least, then, it is only a matter of perspective.