tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931948236571195668.post4746579933936099613..comments2023-09-24T05:45:48.350-04:00Comments on One Hand On The Radio: All The Tea In ChinaKithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17456824676841760384noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931948236571195668.post-50732974832551128992018-01-04T01:53:41.523-05:002018-01-04T01:53:41.523-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14400819506966209657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931948236571195668.post-66255481208332948812010-08-02T13:21:24.690-04:002010-08-02T13:21:24.690-04:00Thanks, Galen. There's much to chew on here. ...Thanks, Galen. There's much to chew on here. I actually thought I could (sort of) see what I hear, but that I needed my eyes closed to do it. Anyway, I tried to do it just now to 'The Girl From East 9th Street,' by Paul Desmond, and I failed completely. [I must've been remembering or misrmembering the 70's.]<br /><br />I think hearing is closer to touch than other senses. There is a kind of impact sound makes on the eardrum. I was once told that deafness (as opposed to blindness) can carry with it the experience of being startled by people approaching into personal space. Also, I'm reminded of the auditory connection babies/toddlers have with their parents...so that the child can be playing in one space, but be connected to the sounds of mom, say, in the kitchen. One can hear around corners.<br /><br />Thanks again.Kithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17456824676841760384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931948236571195668.post-58524019653908084992010-08-02T11:36:59.755-04:002010-08-02T11:36:59.755-04:00I like Van Morrison a lot and intersections of art...I like Van Morrison a lot and intersections of art and music are a favorite topic for me, so many thanks for this great post with such a rich menu of ideas. Monet's quote posted by Karin Jurick just about sums up impressionism and it is common to hear that the classical music of Debussey and Ravel was impressionist, but I don't know if impressionism pollinated other genres like Van Morrison. Impressionist listening seems like it would work best without the words, but I'm like you, I love the words a lot. This kind of listening brings to mind questions of synaesthesia too. Can we listen in the same way that we see? I am still trying to understand a writer who said: "I can hear what I see: a piano, or some leaves stirred by the wind. But I can never see what I hear. Between sight and hearing there is no reciprocity." He adds that hearing is closer to touch for both are experiences of participation, sharing, or contagion. This may be part of why sound, especially music, has such a particular soulful impact on us. I did feel sort of caressed when I listened to "Tupelo Honey" almost the way old hymns can do. When I googled "tupelo honey," I found out about the tupelo tree and its flowers that the bees turn into this particular varietal, but I also bumped into a Tupelo Honey Café in Asheville, NC where it happens we will be for a conference this fall. We will be sure to go, they are sure to have this honey, and I will be reminded of this delicious blog.Galen Johnsonnoreply@blogger.com