A young composer put it to me quite succinctly: We are supposed to like everything; there is no trace of anxiety or fear. I would go even further and say that malaise is entirely without meaning in the Facebook culture.
Does it matter?
Without malaise we have no discretion, no taste. I am uncomfortable with what I hear. That implies the question, why. That requires some in-depth listening. That, in turn, requires an extension of myself into realms of the unknown, whether having to do with personal space or with sonic event.
Are we losing this?
