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To: PROLIFE who wrote (558176)	3/30/2004 11:05:30 PM
From: Johannes Pilch	Respond to of 769667

I have no doubt that you are transported by other sorts of music in the way I am transported by Bach. When I said music is my first and greatest artistic love, I meant your music too. There are a lot of different kinds of soul music. Mahler is one kind. I get him too (though some people tend to ignorantly discount his significance). I have a CD of African tribal music that I picked up somewhere. I listened at first and thought, "that's interesting." I listened again and thought "what do these people mean?" Then I sat down and listened inside the thing. They were chanting, rhythmically, slapping hands on thighs, vocalizing repetitively, the beat being effortlessly subdivided and distributed in the most sophisticated of ways to various members of the group. These people were enjoying themselves as a unit consisting of living parts; and it all came forth naturally, from thousands of years of experience and culture. Someone, at some point in time had to orchestrate all of this amazing stuff, perhaps not all at once, but gradually, from generation to generation. Kids grew up, over time hearing their parents take part in the group, and depending upon their vocal abilities (I am assuming all this), gravitated toward a certain vocal role, adding slight changes until someone put what I heard on a CD. I listened and then thought “I am with these people.” Whether that was true or not, I certainly wasn’t where I once had been.