It is not my fault if you don't even know Piero Manzoni and conceptual artshadx312 wrote:That pretty much sums up your presence here really well!
A thread will start like this:
And you'll turn it into this!:The thing about modern music is that the traditional conception of a "note" doesn't really apply these days.
We have the ability to sculpt things that some call "sound objects" that defy the old conceptions of a "note" and are more akin to the concept of sculpture wherein an "object" (sound) can be modified to the point of being indistinguishable from the original sound that we started with.
This makes traditional music theory useless and means that we have to come up with an entirely new way of codifying our methods.
His mother probably had no cultural background, and the son had to explain to her the meaning of "conceptual art". But he was too busy, he had to listen to the birds singing...
FYI: "conceptual art" is just what Stringtapper is talking about when he is referring to "modern music"shadx312 wrote:Fuck the children!
So, I think he was referring to you, mr. "fuck the children", since I know and like both conceptual art and modern music. The fact I claim it is not "music" but "art of manipulating sound" does not mean I don't like it. So, it is not my fault if I am talking about art ("Artist's Shit" included), while you understand "shit". Now, you don't need to tell us all you can shit in a tin, too, "so where are my millions?"... Conclusion: you and some others (h20, rote fahne, tomviolenz etc.) are not here to discuss art and music, but just for trolling/bullying/mocking, and everyone can notice that. My suggestion: open a book and read it, section "'900 avant-guard artistic movements: figurative, music, literature, cinema", learn and understand the connections between Manzoni's "Artist's Shit" and Stringtapper's "idols'" works, then come back and start writing something more interesting and serious for the matter ("on modern music"), rather than insulting bull(y)shit.TomViolenz wrote:You sound like my mother that one time I made the mistake to take her to a Modern Art exhibition: "Oh this is not art! I can't even recognize the shapes (code ). Just give me a bucket of paint, and I make you 10 of this in an hour. So where are my millions...? Yada yada" It was quite cringe inducing! Just like your persistence to know it all... I'm out