Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory, inaudible as a melody cut in a disc of flesh. A composer lets me hear a song that has always been shut up silent within me.


The selected writings of Jean Genet (ed. Ecco Pr, 1993)


Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory,...

Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory,...

Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory,...

Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory,...