Sex and Music in Ambient Society
by Jonathan Quince
Friday, August 18, 2006 14:12:47
I can discuss in polite and intellectual company my love for music; and none will think me the worse for it, nay, all will laud me. Yet it is not so of sex. An I broach the topic and explicate my love of sex in all its depth and profundity, I am branded a pervert, a degenerate—the very nadir of filth in society.
Why must this be so? Music and sexuality are truly more alike than not. Both are sensual pleasures that originate in the physical realm, yet may reach so much farther. Both speak wonders and emotions that defy the best of poets to express in words. Both may be fast or slow, hard or soft, heavy and ponderous or light-hearted and casual.
And on the ugly side, each may be so terribly corrupted by those of a loathsome bent. Yet when I speak of music, people understand I speak of Bach; while whilst I extoll the virtues of my [archetypal sexual actress 1], people turn in disgust, self-deluded by the decadencies of their own souls and loins, and thusly blinded to the beauty I describe.
Such are the prejudices of men in ambient society.
1 In my original notes, I used a neologism that has no proper translation in current English. After I have formally defined the word, I shall substitute it back on this page. The best brief construction I can currently offer is “a (female) person who engages in sexual action”, with denotations of certain ideals, roles, rôles, and relationships in a larger context. —JQ