THE LIFE OF MUSIC AND THE MUSIC OF LIFE
I’ve heard on the radio this morning that is it a National Poetry Day today. And I thought about Jerry Hope- a famous Derby’s poet, creative writer, musician , a founder of The Dust Collectors and an inspiration for so many people who new him and his work. He left this world in the spring 2008, still very young and full of creative energy. Who knows where his soul wanders now…
Times and structures topple, pushing the future forward. Technological development accelerates, moving faster and faster towards a point of simultaneity where tomorrow turns in on itself.
Truth disappears amongst the dust, amongst the plastic wrappers, the nuclear waste, the Fox News; amongst yesterday’s high-street fashions and fire-and-forget weaponries. ‘New, new, new!’ Tony Blair told a meeting of European leaders soon after entering office, ‘everything is new!’ But it’s hard to change a landscape without disturbing graves. What cadavers are we unearthing in our constant search for regeneration? What creatures from the pasts will return to haunt us?
by Iryna Muha