And speaking of music...noise...etc.

Tonight I saw the State Symphony Orchestra of Mexico. One of the pieces that stood out to me was Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 in D minor. Insane, In freaking sane. The composition of the piece was wild, you couldn't predict the next note that was going to be played, and there was crazy layering of the piano with the violins which creating this sense of a rich, heavy atmosphere. The randomness of the notes reminded me of noise art, even though it was played by traditional instruments. I happened to run across a statement Rachmaninoff which I believe is how all forms of art, regardless of the medium, should be.

"The first theme of my Third Concerto is borrowed neither from folk song forms nor from church sources. It simply 'wrote itself' If I had any plan..I was only thinking of sound. I wanted to 'sing' the melody on the piano..and to find a suitable accompaniment...that's all."

This beautiful piece, which is obviously emotionally driven, did not have a theme or a point. He just wanted the listener to feel. The piece developed itself. High Art.