I sense the world might be more dreamlike, metaphorical, and poetic than we currently believe--but just as irrational as sympathetic magic when looked at in a typically scientific way. I wouldn't be surprised if poetry--poetry in the broadest sense, in the sense of a world filled with metaphor, rhyme, and recurring patterns, shapes, and designs--is how the world works. The world isn't logical, it's a song.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that reality is more imaginative and poetic than scientific logic may indicate.
David Byrne expresses the idea that the essence of the world transcends scientific rationality and is instead rooted in metaphor, rhythm, and patterns, much like poetry. He implies that life possesses a dreamlike quality that resonates with creativity and emotional depth, highlighting that understanding our existence requires an appreciation for its artistic and irrational facets.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of reality at a poetry reading.
Forces that you might think are utterly unrelated to creativity can have a big impact. Technology, obviously, but environment, too. Even financial structures can affect the actual content of a song. The making of music is profoundly affected by the market.
When things get so absurd and so stupid and so ridiculous that you just can't bear it, you cannot help but turn everything into a joke.
I certainly agree that putting everything into little genres is counterproductive. You're not going to get too many surprises if you only focus on the stuff that fits inside the box that you know.
You create a community with music, not just at concerts but by talking about it with your friends.
Real sadness is such an all-encompassing intense thing that it takes you out of your humdrum existence. If you can still function, you want to show it while it's peaking. So when people tell you to cheer up, it's not always the best thing.
I find rebellion packaged by a major corporation a little hard to take seriously.
I would only believe in a god who could dance. And when I saw my devil I found him serious, thorough, profound, and solemn: it was the spirit of gravity—through him all things fall. Not by wrath does one kill but by laughter. Come, let us kill the spirit of gravity!
Fable is more historical than fact, because fact tells us about one man and fable tells us about a million men.
The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it...
Those who learned to know death, rather than to fear and fight it, become our teachers about life.
The most sophisticated people I know - inside they are all children.
Think of what you are, you Christians. You are God's children; you are joint heirs with Christ. The 'many mansions' are for you; the palms and harps of the glorified are for you. You have a share in all that Christ has and is and shall be.
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