Imagine a company that dubs old super 8 films onto VHS. If you like, they’ll even dub a nice soundtrack of classical music in the background for your listening pleasure.
Well, looks like they didn’t always listen to the entire album before dubbing it. And what we have here is a great example of the overwhelming power music has to skew your perceptions. Mid-twentieth century atonality does not make for an easy trip down memory lane.
To be fair, the deck was stacked against film in this battle. There is something innately creepy about old footage. Something about memory and nostalgia and existential dread…
This was sent to me by Craig Good (via Robert Popper) along with a challenge to identify the piece. I’ve completely failed. I’ve scoured the catalogs of Schoenberg, Berg, Webern, Carter, Sessions, Boulez, Babbitt with no luck. Anyone else recognize it?Share on Facebook