How do we deal with clarifications of three categories – sound, noise, and music.
Do they simply breathe and live in the same terrain or utterly arranged in own box?
A super heroine anime series in Japan (let it be anonymous here) which main characters are called Rhythm and Melody had one interesting episode. I watched it with my kids which gave me delicious contemplative time.
It was about encountering a huge monster called Noise (already provocative, isn`t it?) .
The Noise appears as a typical scary savage and wants the world death. He wishes everything vanish and total darkness in silence. However Rhythm and Melody find out he has phycological problems as born to be Noise. He is sad that others have never loved him. Despite his willness to be good, be respected or cared, he has always been `Noise`. People love music which Noise does not belong to.
Rhythm and Melody say
『Noise! Do not disapprove yourself! You are you! You can be you! I can see your sadness! Do not throw anger, just sing! Love music! Come to our world! We will not fight against you! We save you!』 (In such desperate pleading manner as you imagine in Japanese emotional fighting scene….)
Rhythm and Melody input 『music』in Noise`s heart that starts singing. Noise cries and is moved by『beautiful』melody.
Noise becomes consoled, lifted happily with tears and then transforms into a cat-like creature called 『pii chan』. So is the end of Noise.
What a wonderful story that fills the world with alluring female opera singer, syncopating lines of Ah Ah Ah, but profoundly provocative to whom uses noise as crucial tools for art making.
I wish Noise has not renewed as a pretty cat, but stayed as Noise and gained positive perceptions.
I preached my kids that Noise should have been as Noise. There was nothing wrong about him to be born Noise.
They seemed quite disapproved of my conception. I think I was too seriously faced after a drink of beer (Funny)