aerdna

Here we are at the lowest point of guitar compositions. The worst of the worst. But not just guitar compositions: in fact, every album reviewed by Darius is decidedly worse than Metal Machine Music.

This record was born as a reaction from a brain that was going bad, as a reaction against the record industry and as an act of self-harm; Iggy was cutting himself, and he was producing a similar record. I don't think there were any experimental intents; probably contractual reasons were at play—he still had to make an album to free himself from a binding contract, and he did it... in his own way.

Pure avant-garde. It’s a shame it hasn’t been understood yet. It’s not an easy record; it requires a certain number of listens to be fully appreciated.

<< Pure avant-garde. It's a pity it hasn't been understood yet. >> Lou Reed has admitted time and again that this album was born out of contractual obligations, and he had fun making a piece of crap to mock the record label that dropped him right after this album. There's really a lot to understand...

A "resounding" joke... in its own way, someone has been influenced by it, but I doubt there is anyone in the world who has had the courage to listen to it from start to finish.

It's true that it hasn't been understood by many, especially by those trying to find what isn't there. It's not entirely true that it requires a certain number of listens to be comprehended: it’s just an hour of noise or, if you prefer, "feedback and distorted sounds of electric guitar amplified with tunings that are dogshit or intentionally designed to be that way." For this reason, it's a work of art and a masterpiece, because it's extreme and because it can never be matched without being copied. Musical avant-gardes are not just about music but often and willingly are sound experiments. This too is a sound experiment, only that the intent was not to experiment but was "a mix of messing around, serious sabotage, and mocking." More than anything, in my opinion (but I could be wrong, the boundaries are blurry), it can't be considered avant-garde precisely because it is a commercial product in every sense (even if unbeknownst to the record label), thus destined for the common people.

I listened to Silas completely. Just once ahahah

splendid definition.

"That's why it's a work of art and a masterpiece, because it's extreme and because it can never be copied without being copied." Sometimes, just one extra word is enough to make the cut; if he had left out "masterpiece," nobody would have understood a thing, but at least he would have saved face. Sometimes, you go looking for trouble.

"matched without being copied"

Masterpiece of the grotesque, implied. Which must be contextualized with "Unlistenable therefore perfect. If you like it, there's something wrong with you." and with the score. But if you like to quote out of pure passion for mere citation, I certainly won't be the one to stop you. And then, well, I'll respond too... just see a bit ;-)

equaled (qualitatively) copied (stylistically) ...if you want, I can explain the meaning to you, or you can ask Mr. Zanichelli. But I like to respond to you, so feel free to ask.

Ah ok, it was implied that it was a horror music, that’s what you meant, right?

inaudible thus perfect, so if I go out on the street amidst the traffic there are sounds that combine inaudible and they are perfect, in your stupidity without meaning to you are almost getting there. Strain yourself one more moment.

Come on, since I have nothing to do for the next 3 minutes, let me clarify: I wrote that it's pure noise. Personally, pure noise doesn't drive me crazy; in fact, I really hate it. Anyway, to match it, or to make a record that's just electric guitar noise, you have to do it this way, which means copying it.

Yes, it's perfect to be a (shitty) record of pure electric guitar noise. It has nothing more and nothing less than what it should have.

I believe you can do it. By explaining the meaning of each word, you could almost get there. I want to believe it.

Do not repeat what you have written omitting masterpiece and work of art; respond to what I have written to you.

The response is to comments 11-12-15-16. Merge them. If you want, you can add comment 17. Then spin the wheel, buy a vowel, and resurrect Mike's corpse. He knows.

Many have tried to give a conceptual meaning to an album that has none... it was created by a disturbed Lou Reed to free himself from the constraints of a contract, with no intellectual pretensions, his own words. Certainly, it is an extreme album; I don't attend the avant-garde, but surely someone had already proposed a similar operation, and it is certainly not a masterpiece. If I’m not mistaken, someone has re-released the album in an orchestral version or something like that...

The question at 14 is precise, so make an effort for a moment.

Let the smoke out of reasoning, reason yourself.

Even the sounds in the street are unrepeatable unless you replace the same cars with the same people at the same time the next day. You can still recreate it the next day with different cars and different people, resulting in a wonderfully original concert of honks and “go, it’s green.” The difference lies in the fact that a prankster records it for a record label, and the fools who follow it label it as “a hideous masterpiece” and “a work of art.” Put shit in a museum, and it becomes a work of art for geniuses like aerdna. This is just the first phase, but I’ll stop here since you, with all the good will, will never get there with round two.

No, if anything, the idiots see things that don't exist. And I've written that. For me, it's pure noise. And I've written that too. Then, I'm an idiot for other reasons, that's true, and I'm writing it now. Explain to me why it's not a work of art; the fact that "a joker records it for a record label" doesn't count because I've already written that. Instead, do something constructive instead of following the idiots and thus looking like a fool: recommend me some prog rock albums from the '60s and '70s, since you seem knowledgeable and I am completely ignorant on the subject.

By the way, what the hell does traffic have to do with it, only you know, but we all love you for that. "feedback and distorted sounds of electric guitars amplified with tunings that are dogshit or studied to be so" quote this. If someone wants to make noise rock, what’s more noise than pure noise? Esticazzi. With a bit of joking around, he made the most noise rock record in history. Not the most beautiful, not the ugliest, but the perfect standard for the genre you can't go beyond. He could have spared us that it was nothing happening; it would have just been a theoretical standard. And instead, he did it.

Then you trash it a lot (terribly, obviously), but I gave it a 1 and wrote that if you like it, there's something wrong with you. Are you not going to mention that? And recommend me some prog-rock albums instead of just mocking randomly.

I act like a fool and chasing after the brainiacs is fun!

If I had written right away "Masterpiece" of Noise rock, I wouldn't have gotten through—it was that simple. It's more comfortable to shoot bullshit.

work of art, unlistenable yet perfect, hideous masterpiece...... they are all bullshit, masterpiece of noise rock four little words and you wouldn’t look like an idiot

Alright, I've had to spoon-feed you with a thousand words and unnecessary explanations just because you can't read the last sentence: "There's no point in dragging this out any further: it's a record of pure noise." Sorry if I specified it only in the comment below "of electric guitar," I thought people would get it on their own but evidently not. Sorry if I can't express myself as clearly as you do. You sure are easy to understand and never have to correct yourself. Anyway, if you want we can continue, me, you, the body of Mike, and everyone else getting notifications. I've still got about ten minutes.

And all of this, of course, because I wrote that patatrac is an idiot ;-) ...poor thing, you got offended and now you're targeting me! But I’ll give you your snack back, don’t cry.

No, defining a hideous masterpiece is bullshit; it's crap. Defining it a masterpiece of noise rock, then yes, it's perfect.

hahahahh you got upset over the Pear jam a ahahaha you're a phenomenon

If you channel it into a genre for idiots, that's fine; if you generalize, you're an idiot. It's easy.

I only partially agree with your point. I generalized, it’s true, but not by too much. What saves me in a pinch is the fact that I intentionally wrote "contemporary" art. In contemporary art, a lot of nonsense, more or less conceptual, is considered as works, whether you like it or not. Here, there's zero concept, even if the disdain towards the record label might count as one (in 50 years it will, I’ll bet my balls on it) but this record could easily fit into pop art. Does it evoke emotions? Yes, for me, negative ones (this type of art exists, whether you like it or not).

Is it a symbol of a genre? Yes, it's a true standard. Does it transfigure the genre? Yes, it goes beyond music, which, by the way, isn't even there. Just because it came out randomly and you and I could have done it too doesn't mean it's not a work of art. It should be music, it has its commercial value, it breaks the conventions of a genre but fits perfectly into contemporary art, it's a masterpiece because no one has ever done better; it's horrible because it's horrible in every aspect, from conception to realization... I don't know, for me it makes sense. Clearly, if Lou Reed had never become a musician, if noise rock hadn't existed, if the record label hadn't released it, it would have been just crap like anything else. My judgment is 1, but for someone else it could be 6, 1000, and I wouldn't have anything to argue.

You are very conditioned by the fact that it’s a record, and he obviously played with the listener's naivety. My name is Lou Reed, and I’m a cuckold. I intentionally sound like nonsense, but first my name will reach your ears, and then the medium on which I record it. Free yourself from this nonsense, go out and listen to the concert for klaxon, which is a true work of art, and you’re letting it slip away.

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Ugly as a masterpiece of modern art, to quote Sergeant Hartman.