Robert Fripp

Robert Fripp's Diary

Friday 01 August 2008

Basement Belewbeloid Mount Juliet Tennessee


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09.11

Basement Belewbeloid, Mount Juliet, Tennessee.

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Music so wishes to be heard that sometimes it calls on unlikely characters to give it voice, and ears. This wishing-to-be heard calls into existence the performance event; where music, musician & audience may come together, in communion.

This communion has six different forms (and an invisible seventh). These six principles of the Performance Event are simultaneously present:


Something happens when we get together with other people & Music that would not otherwise happen.

Then, strangely, things go better than they should, or deserve to.

Each performance takes on a life & identity of its own.

Each performance contains a multiplicity of performances within it.

The possible is possible.

The Impossible is possible.

This assumes a common aim, good will & a willingness to participate-in & contribute-to the event.

In a sense, these six forms are simultaneously present & available when he higher in us becomes active; that part of us that knows, essentially, we are all the same person.

When the lower takes charge, that part of us governed by expectation & concern for its rights, reacting when these appear to be challenged, the performance event downgrades. What is possible becomes increasingly restricted; and the impossible becomes impossible. The best is then, that the possible remains possible; otherwise, the possible also becomes impossible. This is the Null Performance, when even the possible-and-available is cancelled out.

A Null Performance has the characteristic that it has no life span, no persistence, no present moment of its own. The Performance disappears, as if it never was; and, really, it wasn’t. The Null Event is a waste of time & energy; and something is lost.

But, it doesn’t have to be like that.

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12.02 A call to the Minx – back from speaking on the Ventura. She has a gig at Shugborough tonight.

Practising.

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13.39  Off to work.

21.56  The merchandising has arrived I…

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Crim rehearsing I…

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… addressed the Problem Children.

The Arrival of the Sidney Smith I…

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Following rehearsals, a Dress Rehearsal Peformance for invited guests & friends at 18.30, playing a set of almost 2 hours I…

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Some wonderful mistakes, but an honourable workout. Once an audience appears, even an audience of invited guests, this is a Performance; and the Principles of the Performance Event apply.

After a performance, I need time to absorb what has happened; and then gently return to earth from the privileged realm of playing music to an audience. This evening was a rare opportunity for me: flying into the Crimson realm.

Immediately after this evening’s performance, I was approached by one of my own invited guests and this interrupted my process of post-performance earthing. This guest knew their approach was ill-timed but their interest concerned a merchandising opportunity for them, and they sought my support for their venture. Simply put, they were hustling, while knowing post-performance interruption was not right conduct even had business not been involved. So, not only was returning-to-earth-gently abruptly interrupted, I was pulled to earth from the role of Aspirant Musician & pushed into the role of Merchandiser. This invited guest had seized their opportunity & turned the winged life into a business call.

It continues to astonish me how people knowingly act improperly, or not-quite-rightly – I just couldn’t help it! – with the implied assumption that there are no consequences to their behaviour; as if no repercussions follow.

The evening spoiled for me, I made a hasty solo departure from the milling assemblage.

The problem with being pushy is, sometimes we push the door shut instead of open.

Tomorrow’s call…

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