The Purpose Of Music Is To Sober

My Work Became An Exploration Of Non-intention.

Which Is More Musical, A Truck Passing By A Factory Or A Truck Passing By A Music School? Are The People Inside The School Musical And The Ones Outside Unmusical? What If The Ones Inside Can't Hear Very Well, Would That Change My Question?

Paper Should Be Edible, Nutritious. Inks Used For Printing Or Writing Should Have Delicious Flavors. Magazines Or Newspapers Read At Breakfast Should Be Eaten For Lunch. Instead Of Throwing One's Mail In The Waste-basket, It Should Be Saved For The Dinner Guests.

I Have Nothing To Say, And I Am Saying It.

It Was At Harvard Not Quite Forty Years Ago That I Went Into An Anechoic [totally Silent] Chamber Not Expecting In That Silent Room To Hear Two Sounds: One High, My Nervous System In Operation, One Low, My Blood In Circulation. The Reason I Did Not Expect To Hear Those Two Sounds Was That They Were Set Into Vibration Without Any Intention On My Part. That Experience Gave My Life Direction, The Exploration Of Nonintention. No One Else Was Doing That. I Would Do It For Us. I Did Not Know Immediately What I Was Doing, Nor, After All These Years, Have I Found Out Much. I Compose Music.