Friday, March 25, 2011

#84 The Smell of Industrial Love

It's love that smells of oil. Cold, abruptive, steel love, pervert but still love. Fractions are combined with fractions, there's no rush, very spatial feeling comes from the music.

This is a composition for Los Angeles and about Los Angeles. I can hardly find something better to listen to during my first day in L.A. Through the windows of rented Ford Edge, the city looks distant, inert. I need to come back.

Composer: John Adams
Work: City Noir, II. The Song Is For You
Recording: Los Angeles Philharmonic, Gustavo Dudamel

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