Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Acoustics + Pickups

Thoughts abound as I walk down a winding path, in the twilight of an autumn evening. The reflection of the trees, in the dying moments of sunlight, etching themselves on water, only a murmured gurgle betrays the illusion of permanence.  Perhaps it is for this reason that the direction in which the mind travels when surrounded by nature allows for clarity to appear where there wasn’t any previously.

I don’t intend for this article to herald the intricacies of the correlation between mankind and the world he lives in. The danger is that it would be associated with the art of “new age” meditation. (My Mother certainly wouldn’t approve of that.)

I do, however, want to talk about the unique aspect of the human experience known as story arc and how it’s the only thing that validates our day to day existence. It’s impossible for us to see the future, but when we examine our past we are able to see how it has prepared us for things that we never would have expected to find ourselves capable of. It’s so easy to condemn the actions of another, but when we examine ourselves closely we discover that there’s a dark side that is most capable of unimaginable atrocities.

Shopping mall. Death tolls. Sarin Gas. Iran folds. 

Our tendency is to arrange everything that we experience as being relevant and necessary, if we wish to achieve our goals. The problem with this method is that our nature is insatiable. The point at which we become content with our arrival will never occur. 

In 1492 Columbus sailed the Ocean blue.  Like it or not, the earth is round, and that’s reality. Your life isn’t yours to dictate, nor does the script allow for any deviations. I’m not saying that free will doesn’t exist or that you don’t have any control of your fate, but there’s no question as to the significance of being woven into an inter-generational narrative.

Quantum theory uses math to construct abstract probabilities and images. This process is similar to the methods of observation that are applied to acoustic resonance.  This is interesting to note because, the responses are altered when the frequency changes. It’s easy to say that life follows a basic ashes to ashes formula…  but it’s much more difficult to analyze the arcs within the arc. 

My concluding thought is this: If Musical compositions can be created with nothing more than mathematical assumptions, does it not illustrate that our existence is only as random as our inability to quantify it?