BWV said:
4’33” does have sound, just not from the performer:
They missed the point. There's no such thing as silence. What they thought was silence, because they didn’t know how to listen, was full of accidental sounds. You could hear the wind stirring outside during the first movement. During the second, raindrops began pattering the roof, and during the third the people themselves made all kinds of interesting sounds as they talked or walked out.
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John Cage speaking about the premiere of 4′33″
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Cage was inspired by Zen Buddhism and the idea of listening to sound for its own sake
Good to see a bit more background on 4' 33''. Now I'm not going to defend it, anyone who feels it is stupid/silly or a scam is entitled to their view, but since this is a scientific group, it might be interesting to realize that the 'composition' was
inspired by science (years before Thomas Dolby!).
From wiki (
https://goo.gl/Xzaizv ) bold mine... :
In 1951, Cage visited the anechoic chamber at Harvard University. An anechoic chamber is a room designed in such a way that the walls, ceiling and floor absorb all sounds made in the room, rather than reflecting them as echoes. Such a chamber is also externally sound-proofed. Cage entered the chamber expecting to hear silence, but he wrote later, "I heard two sounds, one high and one low. When I described them to the engineer in charge, he informed me that the high one was my nervous system in operation, the low one my blood in circulation."[14] Cage had gone to a place where he expected total silence, and yet heard sound. "Until I die there will be sounds. And they will continue following my death. One need not fear about the future of music."[15] The realization as he saw it of the impossibility of silence led to the composition of 4′33″.
The 'point' was to hear the environment around us, and force us to be quiet to listen and concentrate and ambient sounds. I'm not convinced that I should call that 'art', but it gives me tiny, teen-sy, smidgen of respect for it, where I had none before reading that a few years back.
I don't like most modern art, even to the point of reviling it, because it seems like they are trying to scam me, and that's insulting. We went through a temporary modern art exhibit at the Art Institute of Chicago (a wonderful place) a few years back, and one of the pieces of 'art' was some cardboard boxes stacked, liked you'd find in my attic. Give me a break. Another was a small room with several videos looping, one was a clown on a toilet, ripping pages out of a book, and laughing like a mad man. I don't even want to know.
But another, was hard to call 'art' but it made a connection and made me smile and feel good, but still had me kind of shrugging my shoulders at the same time, like 'huh?'. It was a collection of old post cards and photos with handwritten notes on the back, turned so you only saw one side. So you'd see this note on the back of a snapshot
"Me and Sis laughing it up with Uncle Billy at the Lake", or something. Hard to explain why these were entertaining, but it just sort of was like holding up a mirror to every day experiences and memories, and with some of it missing, you had to fill in with your imagination. You just wanted to see what Sis and Uncle Billy were up to! OK, I (just me personally) am
not going to call it art, but I thought it was clever, and entertaining. I don't care where we draw (no pun intended) the line.