“The person who lives ethically knows that what counts is
what one sees in each situation, and the energy with which he considers it, and
that the one who thus disciplines himself in the most insignificant life
situations can experience more than the one who has been a witness to – indeed,
been a participant in – the most noteworthy events. He knows that there is a
dancing place everywhere, that even the lowliest of men has his, and that if he
himself so wills his dancing can be just as beautiful, just as gracious, just
as mimetic, just as dramatic as the dancing as those to whom a place has been
assigned to history.”
-Søren
Kierkegaard
We don’t make this music because we have to or because we
want it on your blog or in your tape player, or whatever. We make it because
its how we communicate with each other. And we’ve made it during incredible
sickness, in sadness, in ecstasy and in joy. Through the fields of millions
upon billions of points of shining light, in our apartments, in our beds, on tv
or on stage, we make this music. But whatever, we’ll keep making it when we’re
dead. We don’t make it to get recognized. Recognition comes easy for us. When
Jones left the block the proprietor of Depanneur St Henri (Cazelais and
Desnoyers) gave him a pack of smokes on the house. Recognized! When Jones
rolled on the new block they were asking for him at the padaria within a week.
When we order our Zataars in Arabic they speak back in Arabic. Jones once
thwarted an armed robbery in downtown Ottawa and was recognized as a hero in
grand ceremony. We’re recognized. Paid? We’ve
never been paid. We don’t care. Jones got a job dialling. Weren’t paid to sing
at St. James United Church ever. We don’t do it to meet girls. Have you met
Ivy? If you had, you wouldn’t even ask. Besides we’ve necked while listening to
Physical Graffiti, the best Zep record,
so really would we even need ‘em? We just
make the music because that’s how we communicate with each other and solve the
alterity problem. Feel me? - Jones
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