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IF WE are going to be gratuitously hermetic about it — and surely that is a writer’s job, after all! — we could say, emotionally speaking, there are essentially two types of music.
The music I have always been drawn towards is searching, questioning, slightly unsettling, disturbing even — but always reaching for transcendence.
This is the heart of modern music, perhaps best encapsulated by John Coltrane’s later period, or by all manner of electronic urban dance forms.
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