In his poem Bogland, Seamus Heaney writes about the influence of the landscape on the pioneers. He compares the Prarie of the Western USA with the Moores in Ireland.
A way after remains or reflections is certainly not a long walk into the sunset.
The ground swallows an endless horizon.
Every layer contains immaculate black.
The horizon appears again nonchalant fleeting it cleaves the ground to the ground.
Sound is not only individually received as the result of a physical process, but is also in a broader context an interface to abstract experience. Certain musical elements appear to be historical artefacts. In fact they can cause resonances in contemporary ears that to some extent go beyond the borders of temporal and physical experience.
