General Music Chat

I was just saying sign up because it's fun Hunter's dad. It's actually free unless you want to email people or upload more than 3 mp3's. I've been on the forum for a while and never have paid. I never doubted you were Hunter's dad really. But if if it is Hunter you've played a great joke! I'm still waiting for a response to the imagery I got from the track he posted. I thought it was in depth and way cool!

I already challenged him to post a picture of himself and Hunter.
No takers. Whats the matter DAD, R U ASKEERED!
But for real, the guys have seen me, my old lady and two of my four chilins. And they still care enough to give me crap. Just like family here bro.

Ok, this is Hunter now.
Neanderpaul, that was an incredible response. None of those things came to my mind when I listened to it.
I saw myself walking through a field of wheat. But it was only waist high. It was twilight but the ground was lit up like it was high noon. At the end, I imagined walking into a cave.
Perhaps the reverb was what prompted people to think of a cave.
This whole thing has been an experiment to see what mental images people associate with certain sounds. There will be more of these in the future.
But I still have a question on my mind.
Is it the mental image that people associate with sound, or is it the emotion ATTACHED to the mental image BROUGHT FORTH by the sound???
It's hard to do an unbiased scientific experiment on this topic because different people have different opinions on different things.
Anybody have any thoughts on that?

Imagery is almost always based on one of two things. Personal desire (or more accuratly how one percieves the self) and or emotional expression.
True imagery from the subconcious is nearly impossable to obtain without it's being tainted by self perception.

So are you suggesting that someone without a personality (hypothetically) could perceive true imagery.
Is there such a thing as true imagery if the imagination of a person belongs to himself/herself?

It's simply a matter of human psychology, my friend. Inside your mind, you have developed something called a paradigm. Throughout experiences and influences, you're able to determine whether something is right, wrong, dangerous, fun, painful, exciting..etc.
For example: You see a man walking down a dark alley. His face is unshaved. His eyebrows are tightened and he's clenching his fist. Then you see a broken bottle in his right hand. I don't think you'd be going up to him asking for directions. Why? Do you know him? No. But your "logic" or paradigm perceives him as a dangerous person. Why? Because criminals and/or drunks are generally and stereotypically portrayed as unshaved mean looking folks.. with bottles in their hands

So, most of the time, inside one's mind, that reverb/echo/spacey sound is associated with long hallways or caves. Basically because you saw em in movies or even been a cave (who knows?).
It's a good thing not everyone is the same though, isn't it?

Couldn't one call that judgement?

Nope

Huh?

A homeless guy, sleeping in an alley, is awakened by "sounds", and gets up from the concrete as the newspapers and plastic scraps he used to try and stay dry, fall from around him. The "sounds" quickly come into focus as music from a local pub. Confused as to the origin of the music and cold and wet from the rain, worn clothes, etc... he walks through a dark long alley in slow measured steps, following the source of the music. As he turns a corner, he sees a warm glow of light from an Irish pub. He approaches the pub, though he realizes he is usually not allowed inside, due to his smelly clothes and unwashed appearance and so he is apprehensive. He nears the door, just for a hopeful curious glimpse, wanting to look through the door's windows, not understanding why the place is open with music at such a late hour, when normally it would have been closed down hours earlier.

He peeks through the door, but sees someone coming and feels he should get off the steps, but at :46 the person he saw reaches him at the door, and rather than looking angry and shooing him off, instead, the man in the pub offers a smile and an extended hand and walks him inside, giving him the prime place at the main bar. He is surrounded by smiles and warmth and comfort, and as he looks around, begins to recognize the faces of other homeless people which he knows from around the city. Many are there this night, but not all.

Having taken this all in, he is trying to make sense of what is happening, and begins wondering more about where the others are, the ones he hasn't seen inside the pub yet. He glances through the door's windows back out at the street, and at around 2:25 the scene is taking me through the pub's window, back into the cold night, where clouds of darkness seem to be passing through every street and alleyway, while in the midst of this, others are still being drawn to the music and making their way through the dark clouds to the pub, but some refuse, ignoring the call of the music and preferring to stay where they have made their beds, even though it is cold and dark.

All this is playing out toward the end of the song, where at 4:48 one "hold-out" is just laughing at all the others trying to warn him, but just as quickly as he laughs, a voice admonishes him from the dark cloud and "poof" he's gone.

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Hey, an Irish pub for some, would be a perfect "heaven".

I kind of have to agree with the imagery association thing.

When I hear it, I get a picture of something like the end of the movie "The Fly". Remember the way the fly looked at the end?

I see the dark lab, the green acid goo vomit, and images of the fly/man.

For me, the whole image kept morphing from one scene to the next.

It started out in a rainy alley, but turned into a deep narrow canyon, again with the rain. About halfway in, it settled into a post-apocalyptic factory, where the roof had been most likely removed for the metal. Walking through the lidless building, again with the rain, the echoes, the footsteps, & the almost-but-not-quite-heard voices of the past, or are there actual survivors here? The building was huge, at least ten acres big, & all the machinery had been removed or used for the war that caused this, so it was basically empty, with a few rooms & other walls left to produce the echoes. It was night, yet not really all that dark, like the moon was full above the clouds, so you could see the ripples form from every footstep in the water on the floor, as well as the little refractions of light off of my black raincoat.

It's very wet, isn't it?

When I listened again, all I got was the factory scene.
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Everyone will get their own mind picture from this or any other instrumental, when they sit down & try to picture it.

The reasons for this are simple, really. As Andrew said, we each have our own paradigm, designed from our own unique world view, reached from our own unique life experiences.

Since each of us has had different experiences, & have reacted to them in our own unique way, it's to be expected that we will perceive different things from the same set of circumstances.

If you should ever come up with an instrumental that would give all of us the same reaction, you would be a master of the mind as well as music.

Either that, or it would be so uniformly bad that all of us would simply vomit at the sounds.

There are no universal images that work the same for everyone. Paradise is different for each person. So is hell. So are the concepts of peace, war, & fun. Each of us has his/her own view of every one of those things.

According to that reasoning, everyone could live in their own parallel universe with one another; and this music track could be the thread connecting everyones thoughts.
Or the node, metaphysically speaking.
Hmmmm...
What does that say about music in relation to ones thoughts?
And visa versa?
Hmmmmm............

Hunter, not everyone thinks music is more than sounds. Actually, most people think it's just cool sounds. So, most of the time, the link between the mind and music doesn't exist, unless memories are developed upon a certain "sound" (which brings me back to my post bout it being part of one's paradigm).
Just thought I'd throw that in.