When it comes to Yo La Tengo, the noisy is the beautiful, or vice versa. The line is blurred between the beautiful and the ugly. Look at the video below. The number has no development, no voice. Only an endlesssly self-repeating loop of an idea-rift. The world is not a story in this number. Yes, it is a 'number.' It is not a song, not a track, but a number which differentiates itself into a thousand disparate noises. Can you recognize all the differences there? It is like a thousand blacks or a thousand whites. If you can, you are already my friend, as we all do want to forever linger in the differentiating floods of sound where time comes to a standstill. Right, a sound becomes a noise, when it divides itself into two, three, and to infinity. Note that the gig below was performed on a rooftop in New York. Which means, the band showers the city with noise. Noise falls down to the city, as if it were rain from the sky. A truly fabulous moment of imaginative physics. No doubt, Ira is one of the best guitar players in the world. Nobody but him can play like that.
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