: Can sounds influence perception of reality Almost two years ago, I was listening to the music piece of Nurse with Wound on the loop. By this I mean, more than for a week, this piece was the only thing I wanted to hear. The cracking sounds of opening and closing doors, the monotonous female vocal, sweetly whispering painful romance details into your ear (yes, with headphones on, one might be convinced with the presence of the singer. And this closeness could make tingling sensations appear on the spine).
The listener was not bored, on the contrary, harsh, irregular and unexpected signals of reality, uncontrolled but familiar noises were at once seductive, sensual and hard to cope with. Then for the very first time I've heard the track, I found it hard to listen to. It was manifesting a large scale of sonic combinations, all of with were evolving simultaneously. One was never sure when the maximum of sonic phenomenons were about to reach the peak: the volume of the piece was evolving through the duration, new patterns were appearing, the rhythm was changing. Nonetheless, it was a harmonic composition. But as a listener, I've lost my autonomy over it. The piece was unpredictable and triggered my curiosity. Each time the piece ended, I felt distant from it's reality, from the dimension it had given. The voice was gone. The creaks as well. Spontaneously, I would press <play> again. Some kind of repetitive game, indeed, seeking for more audible pleasure. How could one have not been seduced by unpredictability of the Thrill of Romance? Morton Friedman once wrote, that on the one hand sound is comprehensible in that it evokes a sentiment, through the sentiment itself may be incomprehensible and far-reaching. But it is noise that we really understand. It is only noise which we secretly want, because the greatest truth usually lies behind the greatest resistance. Perhaps, the reality as such stays untouched, but we, as listeners, become aware of some parts of it. The "noisy" audible fragments, might be what we really want to grasp as that moment.
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