We shape the world and the world shapes us.
Music is movement. Music is a movement of sound and
energy which moves us from head to toe, from the most
overt emotions to the most hidden and subtle spiritual
realms. When Music is good and beautiful in every sense,
this movement of our being is also good and beautiful.
When Music is bad, this movement of our being—and this
with just a few repetitions—is bad.
But how are we to know?
This is somehow the wrong question.
The real problem is that, once we become fragmented in
the deepest sense from the world of nature, we loose our
roots, our bearings, our natural sense of limit and right
proportion. Our aesthetic anchors no longer hold; our
aesthetic compass no longer points to true north. It is
in this state that we can easily be led astray, and can
be conditioned to move to, and to like, just about anything.
That’s bad.