Musicians are just fucking sexy. They donāt have to look like supermodels, but play an instrument or start to sing, and a musicianās mastery over sound transforms them. Music moves us, arouses us, and as Wittgenstein pointed out, even communicates ideas to us. Both Plato and Confucious saw music as so fucking powerful it could lead to moral virtue or decay, something you will see play out in dictatorships, where music is supressed and controlled. For instance, marching bands were played on the radio 24/7 by the Nazis to show how the nation was toiling together, while jazz was banned because of its free and wild nature. Other philosophers like Schopenhauer believed music touched on the true nature of reality, giving us goosebumps. Nietzsche saw music as primal, connected to life itself, whose rhythm ties us to the raw energy of existence where we can lose ourselves.
It was Pythagoras, two and half thousand years ago, who first saw music as something fucking amazing. Even though, these days, weāre pretty sure Pythagoras not a real guy but made up by his followers (a bit like Ronald McDonald), discovering that music followed mathematical principles blew everyoneās fucking minds and showed that maths may be the way to describe the world, something we still debate today. Music, to Pythagoras, represented the harmony that exists within the universe, and for this reason, could even be used as medicine. Fast forward to the twentieth century and philosophers like Bergson and Deleuze saw harmony linked to how we innately experience the world through time, a tension between order and chaos, pointing out that even a newborn knows when a motherās lullaby is off-key.
Harmony comes from balance, but this means harmony comes from the back and forth of opposing forces, something wonderfully illustrated in the Daoist concept of Yin and Yang. In western philosophy, this back and forth was called ādialecticā by Hegel and has been incredibly influential. For example, Marx believed that conflict between the classes through history was dialectical and would eventually lead to Communism. Existentialists like Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir believed the tension between opposing forces is what defines human freedom as we move from wanting to possess another to being vulnerable enough to be possessed ourselves. For Sartre and de Beauvoir there was no better example of this than fucking. The physical and emotional interplay in sex, the opposing forces coming together, needs to find a rhythm to achieve harmony and ecstasy. A good fuck rhythm canāt be rationalised, it has to be felt like a dance, and we have to give up control and lose ourselves to find it. Fucking becomes more than primal, but a crucial way to express who we are and find meaning and connection. Fucking becomes a beautiful way to make music together.
It was Pythagoras, two and half thousand years ago, who first saw music as something fucking amazing. Even though, these days, weāre pretty sure Pythagoras not a real guy but made up by his followers (a bit like Ronald McDonald), discovering that music followed mathematical principles blew everyoneās fucking minds and showed that maths may be the way to describe the world, something we still debate today. Music, to Pythagoras, represented the harmony that exists within the universe, and for this reason, could even be used as medicine. Fast forward to the twentieth century and philosophers like Bergson and Deleuze saw harmony linked to how we innately experience the world through time, a tension between order and chaos, pointing out that even a newborn knows when a motherās lullaby is off-key.
Harmony comes from balance, but this means harmony comes from the back and forth of opposing forces, something wonderfully illustrated in the Daoist concept of Yin and Yang. In western philosophy, this back and forth was called ādialecticā by Hegel and has been incredibly influential. For example, Marx believed that conflict between the classes through history was dialectical and would eventually lead to Communism. Existentialists like Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir believed the tension between opposing forces is what defines human freedom as we move from wanting to possess another to being vulnerable enough to be possessed ourselves. For Sartre and de Beauvoir there was no better example of this than fucking. The physical and emotional interplay in sex, the opposing forces coming together, needs to find a rhythm to achieve harmony and ecstasy. A good fuck rhythm canāt be rationalised, it has to be felt like a dance, and we have to give up control and lose ourselves to find it. Fucking becomes more than primal, but a crucial way to express who we are and find meaning and connection. Fucking becomes a beautiful way to make music together.