Silencio

When I hear what we call music, it seems to me that someone is talking. And talking about his feelings, or about his ideas of relationships. But when I hear the sound of traffic, here on 6th avenue for instance, I don’t have the feeling that anyone is talking. I have the feeling that sound is acting. And I love the activity of sound. And it gets louder and quieter, higher and lower, longer and shorter… it does all these things. I’m completely satisfied with that. I don’t need sound to talk to me.

We don’t see much difference between time and space. We don’t know where one begins and the other stops. So that most of the arts that we think of is being in time and most of the arts we think of is being in space.

Marcel Duchamp for instance, began thinking of music as being not a time art but a space art. And he made a piece called “Sculpture musicale”, which means different sounds coming from different places, and lasting, producing a sculpture which is sonorous and remains.

People expect “listening” to be more than listening. And so sometimes they speak of “inner listening”, or the “meaning of sound”. When I talk about music, it finally comes to people’s mind that I’m talking about sound that doesn’t mean anything, that is not “inner” but is just “outer”. And people who understand that say : “you mean it’s just sounds?”, thinking that for something to just be a sound is to be useless. Whereas I love sounds, just as they are. And I have no need for them to be anything more, than what they are. I don’t want them to be psychological. I don’t want a sound to pretend that it’s a bucket, or that it’s president, or that it’s in love with another sound. I just want it to be a sound.

Emmanuel Kant said they were two things that don’t have to mean anything : music and laughter. Don’t have to mean anything, that is in order to give us very deep pleasure.
The sound experience which I prefer to all others, is the experience of silence. And silence almost everywhere in the world now is traffic.

If you listen to Bethoven or Mozart, you see they are always the same. But if you listen to traffic, you see it’s always different.”

John Cage, New York, 4 Feb 1991