Ja, servus_universitas, het goed beantwoorden van een vraag schept ook een verplichting ...
Enfin, graag maak ik van de gelegenheid gebruik Gellius te feliciteren met de tweede plaats.
En nu ik hier toch ben, stel ik ook maar meteen een vraag:
quote:
In 1978, I was working in a large record store in midtown Manhattan. One of the perks of being in the cassette department was that we had control over the upstairs sound system, and occasionally we abused our power. Mostly we listened to Blondie, The Cars, Donna Summer, and the Clash. Then one day a Spartan-looking LP arrived, unknown to us except for its label: the quirky, progressive-jazz-oriented ECM. Perhaps that led one of us to put it on, volume cranked up, in the hope of causing lunch-hour chaos.
Although we failed to foment a riot, the stuffy, overcrowded, dreary store certainly was transformed. Customers stopped in mid-flight and cocked their heads, more in wonderment than irritation. The usually unflappable staff, which prided itself on being able to identify anything it heard, was thrown into confusion. Even those who found it maddeningly repetitive were won over by its alluring coloristic shimmer, and by the way it evoked non-Western music, classical music, and jazz – without sounding like any of them. What was this music? And, more importantly, which bin would it go into?
(...)
I promptly bought

- and it's no exaggeration to say that, musically, my life has never been the same since.
Woorden van een Amerikaanse musicoloog. Vraag inderdaad: "What was this music"?