Blog three: 4:33 performance

Yesterday we performed John cage's 4:33. It was probably one of the oddest experiences of my life. Sound is a huge part of our lives. It is always in the background. But usually what we consider music drowns out the everyday sounds present in the world. Traffic. Crickets. Conversations. Rustles of movement around us, a hint of the teeming life just outside our vision. In the silence of 4:33 we experience the world in a way different from what is normal these days. I enjoyed it. We stood there for minutes, yet when it ended I felt as though only one had passed.