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1001 Albums Day 27 – Spy Vs. Spy: The Music Of Ornette Coleman

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I can absolutely appreciate that different types of music can connect with different people and honestly that’s sort of the coolest thing about music for me – the discovery – finding what affects me and allows me to really connect with it.

When I read about people who like and appreciate this though, I try to understand what it is that they hear here that I don’t. It just doesn’t make sense to me. I hear a cacophony, nothing more. How anyone can listen to this and hear music, and can connect with whatever is happening here is baffling and outside of my comprehension.

This is the opposite of everything that I know and love about the music that I enjoy listening to.


To learn more about the 1001 Albums Project, I first wrote about it here.


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