Dé hAoine, Nollaig 05, 2008


I was at a concert last night which had a predominantly Romantic programme, with one modern piece thrown in as the token Irish offering, all of which struggled under an unusually poorly voiced Steinway.

Upon leaving, I overheard two old men conversing as they waddled. One of them said, "That modern work...what a waste of manuscript paper!"

It leads me to think - what exactly are we up against? Who will we ever please, or should we try to please, if it all?! Should I care if no-one understands the colours I use or why? Of course, everyone is individualistic to some extent - but what's the use in trying to communicate to people who don't open up to communication of this sort. So, essentially, we communicate to ourselves in the hope that someone will overhear and understand.

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