<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164</id><updated>2011-12-17T09:42:05.101-07:00</updated><category term='arte'/><category term='chopin'/><category term='música'/><category term='tiempo'/><category term='xenakis'/><category term='espectáculo'/><title type='text'>Ruido al Fondo</title><subtitle type='html'>Iván Sparrow</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-3450519735650075658</id><published>2011-12-16T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:42:05.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zobre lo Nuevo</title><summary type='text'>Ante la pregunta de si es posible lo nuevo quiero responder diciendo que no sólo es posible, sino que es parte integral de la vida misma, la cual es renovación.

Creo que el problema se origina con el utopismo moderno occidental que prácticamente quería que llegáramos del punto A al punto B teletransportándonos. Sin duda el existencialismo nacido de la abstracción de la vida al pensamiento, al </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/3450519735650075658/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=3450519735650075658' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3450519735650075658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3450519735650075658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2011/12/zobre-lo-nuevo.html' title='Zobre lo Nuevo'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-9192246237985567590</id><published>2011-12-13T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:26:25.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias</title><summary type='text'>Me siento agradecido por toda la música que he escuchado y me ha nutrido el espíritu.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/9192246237985567590/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=9192246237985567590' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/9192246237985567590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/9192246237985567590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2011/12/gracias.html' title='Gracias'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1024588896774792175</id><published>2011-04-23T11:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T22:39:35.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Renacer</title><summary type='text'>Ruido al Fondo renace. He decidido integrar música, datos personales y otra información en la página.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1024588896774792175/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1024588896774792175' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1024588896774792175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1024588896774792175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2011/04/renacer.html' title='Renacer'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-3475865675041502083</id><published>2010-08-31T18:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T18:35:30.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conferencia "Ulises contra las sirenas"</title><summary type='text'>Conferencia "Ulises contra las sirenas: Algunas relaciones entre  interpretación, composición e improvisación musicales" impartida por  Cory Hills y Wilfrido Terrazas.
Lugar: Auditorio de la Escuela de Negocios y Humanidades del Tec de Monterrey Campus Chihuahua.
Fecha y hora: este miércoles 1 de septiembre a las 5 pm.
Ojalá puedan asistir.
IS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/3475865675041502083/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=3475865675041502083' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3475865675041502083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3475865675041502083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2010/08/conferencia-ulises-contra-las-sirenas.html' title='Conferencia &quot;Ulises contra las sirenas&quot;'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-5951816571823425208</id><published>2010-08-29T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T16:29:21.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitación a Concierto</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/5951816571823425208/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=5951816571823425208' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5951816571823425208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5951816571823425208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2010/08/invitacion-concierto.html' title='Invitación a Concierto'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/THrfK7TcsxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CVJcmQ514Fk/s72-c/Cartel-fp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2836964440876836930</id><published>2010-08-20T17:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:20:00.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Diplomado en Música Contemporánea (en Chihuahua)</title><summary type='text'>
El diplomado  en composición ofrecido hace unos meses se  rediseñó para poder abarcar  más terreno y llegar a un público más  amplio. El objetivo es contribuir a  solventar  la gran omisión (y por  ende deficiencia) de la educación  musical: la música a partir del siglo XX. Todo esto desde la perspectiva de la composición y de la interpretación.
Este   diplomado será de gran valor tanto para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2836964440876836930/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2836964440876836930' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2836964440876836930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2836964440876836930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2010/08/diplomado-en-musica-contemporanea.html' title='Diplomado en Música Contemporánea (en Chihuahua)'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-4614255664653943695</id><published>2010-04-18T11:14:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:35:16.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Mozart que no se quiere ver (y menos escuchar)</title><summary type='text'>Los festejos del llamado "Año Mozart" en el 2006 propiciaron un incremento de comentarios sobre el compositor, desde los adulaores hasta los corrosivamente críticos. Pero no sólo en ese año se presentaron los ataques, simplemente fue entonces cuando la furia se desató.Se ha convertido en cliché lamentable el creer que los que admiran la música de Mozart son aquellos con tendencias academicistas o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/4614255664653943695/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=4614255664653943695' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/4614255664653943695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/4614255664653943695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2010/04/el-mozart-que-no-se-quiere-ver-y-menos.html' title='El Mozart que no se quiere ver (y menos escuchar)'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8055456953530383200</id><published>2010-01-10T13:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:37:56.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De la ideología al arte.</title><summary type='text'>La noción de materia puede parecer lejana a la esencia misma del sonido, pero en realidad no lo es. Aunque éste se explique científicamente como presión molecular en el aire, el sonido porta información -a través de su complejo armónico individual- que lo vincula directamente con las propiedades físicas del objeto que lo emite. Este vínculo, desde luego, se da a nivel de conciencia y su </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8055456953530383200/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8055456953530383200' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8055456953530383200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8055456953530383200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2010/01/de-la-ideologia-al-arte.html' title='De la ideología al arte.'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8270220714956279131</id><published>2009-12-26T12:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:55:31.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La esencia de las cosas</title><summary type='text'>Cualquier cosa puede ser pintada. Es más difícil ver si lo que uno hace es bueno o no. Pero eso es lo único que cuenta. Como mostró Duchamp, no tiene nada que ver con lo artesanal. Lo que cuenta no es poder hacer algo, sino ver lo que es. Ver es el acto decisivo, y al final éste ubica al creador y al espectador en el mismo nivel.-- Gerhard Richter.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8270220714956279131/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8270220714956279131' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8270220714956279131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8270220714956279131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-esencia-de-las-cosas.html' title='La esencia de las cosas'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8850359865646163030</id><published>2009-10-08T18:29:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:40:40.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueño</title><summary type='text'>En veces imagino la existencia de una autoridad musical. No una de moral estética o basada en ideologías y/o creencias de origen no artístico, sino de una moral más elemental de respeto al arte mismo. Me encantaría, por ejemplo, que a un mal cantante se le niegue la posibilidad de berrear lieder de Schubert y Schumann; que a una orquesta o a un director mediocres se les prohiba meterse con Mozart</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8850359865646163030/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8850359865646163030' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8850359865646163030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8850359865646163030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sueno.html' title='Sueño'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-6203204954942162278</id><published>2009-08-23T11:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:16:16.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espectáculo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte'/><title type='text'>La S(u/o)ciedad del Espectáculo</title><summary type='text'>Cuando algún alimento cae al suelo, no falta quién diga "ya lo chupó el diablo". Así veo aquello relacionado con el espectáculo. Todo lo que toca es como si lo chupara ese cuernudo, coludo y bigotón.El espectáculo parece un ser insaciable que mientras devora todo lo que entra en contacto con él crece sin límites. Hace mucho que el espectáculo pasó de ser un fenómeno a una mentalidad. La guerra, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6203204954942162278/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=6203204954942162278' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6203204954942162278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6203204954942162278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-suociedad-del-espectaculo.html' title='La S(u/o)ciedad del Espectáculo'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-4867351955390324492</id><published>2009-08-20T08:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:33:30.336-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Tiempo perdido</title><summary type='text'>Últimamente nadie tiene tiempo. Al parecer se está extinguiendo.Con mi música espero devolver al mundo un poco del tiempo perdido.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/4867351955390324492/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=4867351955390324492' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/4867351955390324492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/4867351955390324492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/08/tiempo-perdido.html' title='Tiempo perdido'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-6269261779927566835</id><published>2009-08-03T10:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:10:39.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagaje musical</title><summary type='text'>Encontré este video en NetNewMusic, donde Jeff Harrington lo utiliza para llamar la atención sobre las expectativas musicales. Resulta impresionante (como este video muestra, pero no por él únicamente) el grado profundo en el que llevamos inscritas ciertas nociones y criterios musicales. Si entendemos esto podremos entender por qué buena parte del siglo anterior suena como cachorrito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6269261779927566835/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=6269261779927566835' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6269261779927566835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6269261779927566835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/08/bagaje-musical.html' title='Bagaje musical'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1880600619960599264</id><published>2009-07-18T20:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:57:01.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El lado oscuro de la luna (si a alguien le interesa)</title><summary type='text'>En mi trabajo creativo busco simplificar ciertos procesos estructurales para poder ventilar otros que suceden de modo más natural. Una estructura simple -y amplia en espacio/tiempo- permite el desenvolvimiento de fenómenos acústicos más complejos (e interesantes). Para que esto suceda es necesario entablar un acercamiento más íntimo con la sustancia sonora. De este modo el sonido puede ser una </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1880600619960599264/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1880600619960599264' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1880600619960599264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1880600619960599264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-lado-oscuro-de-la-luna-si-alguien-le.html' title='El lado oscuro de la luna (si a alguien le interesa)'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1206270393809294645</id><published>2009-05-18T18:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:12:55.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Composición y la Técnica Alexander</title><summary type='text'>Acabo de escribir un texto en mi otro blog, aquel escrito en inglés, sobre algunas reflexiones en torno a la posible relación entre la Técnica Alexander y la creación musical. Selecciona el título o aquí.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://depthnoise.blogspot.com/2009/05/composition-and-alexander-technique.html' title='Composición y la Técnica Alexander'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1206270393809294645/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1206270393809294645' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1206270393809294645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1206270393809294645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/05/composicion-y-la-tecnica-alexander.html' title='Composición y la Técnica Alexander'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2764168371335290502</id><published>2009-03-11T17:52:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:13:33.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Bien y el Mal</title><summary type='text'>Alguien me dijo hace unos días que el bien y el mal no existen. La conversación giraba (y vaya que giraba) alrededor de un caso que, entre otras cosas, presentaba abuso infantil. Se me argumentaba que dichos comportamientos son, en este caso particular por lo menos, resultado de una patología derivada del abuso que el mismo abusador sufrió en la niñez. Esta patología, por un lado, desencadena una</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2764168371335290502/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2764168371335290502' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2764168371335290502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2764168371335290502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-bien-y-el-mal.html' title='El Bien y el Mal'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-5736457825191159797</id><published>2009-02-12T10:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:13:53.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>De conocimiento y técnica</title><summary type='text'>"¿Quién dominará el dominio y qué queda del sujeto cuando se convierte en objeto del saber y de la técnica?"-André Comte-SponvilleAunque enfocada a la medicina, también es una buena pregunta para compositores.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/5736457825191159797/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=5736457825191159797' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5736457825191159797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5736457825191159797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-conocimiento-y-tecnica.html' title='De conocimiento y técnica'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1086782248051912596</id><published>2008-12-21T21:44:00.030-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:14:26.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Geografía Musical</title><summary type='text'>La dualidad espacio-tiempo no sólo es de vital importancia en la música, sino que presenta una relación distinta a la de la experiencia cotidiana extramusical. En pocas palabras, la sensación de espacio se manifiesta también de modo temporal en la música. La analogía entre un trabajo visual y uno musical radica en una traducción fascinante donde la dimensión espacial se temporaliza. Pero aunque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1086782248051912596/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1086782248051912596' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1086782248051912596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1086782248051912596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/12/geografa-musical.html' title='Geografía Musical'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-6764596009347022264</id><published>2008-10-21T10:53:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:15:16.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is music an art form?</title><summary type='text'>In the last few years of his life, Morton Feldman asked himself whether music was an art form or just a music form. Music poses a specific problem similar to that of science. Both, if we can call them languages, are peculiar at that. Whatever is manifested through them is supposed to be right, whether it is or not; the only difference being that a scientific proposition can cancel another one, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://netnewmusic.ning.com/forum/topic/show?id=2249453%3ATopic%3A12806' title='Is music an art form?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6764596009347022264/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=6764596009347022264' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6764596009347022264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6764596009347022264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-music-art.html' title='Is music an art form?'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1261303520010812437</id><published>2008-10-08T10:45:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:13:22.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>detalle núm. 3 "solve et coagula"</title><summary type='text'>Obra para cuarteto de cuerdas. Selecciona el título para escuchar la interpretación del JACK Quartet.Work for string quartet. Click on the title to listen to a performance by the JACK Quartet.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://netnewmusic.ning.com/profile/IvanSparrow' title='detalle núm. 3 &quot;solve et coagula&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1261303520010812437/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1261303520010812437' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1261303520010812437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1261303520010812437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/10/detalle-nm-3.html' title='detalle núm. 3 &quot;solve et coagula&quot;'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2161655604603298697</id><published>2008-09-25T09:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:59:38.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias / Thank you</title><summary type='text'>Después de iniciado este blog, tenía la impresión de que casi nadie lo leía debido a la falta de comentarios. Poco a poco he sabido que en realidad son varias las personas que lo leen y quiero aprovechar este mismo medio para agradecerles por dedicar su tiempo a leer lo que quiero y tengo que decir. Espero estar contribuyendo en algo.After beginning writing for this bog, I was under the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2161655604603298697/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2161655604603298697' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2161655604603298697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2161655604603298697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/09/gracias-thank-you.html' title='Gracias / Thank you'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2085500777429900382</id><published>2008-08-26T19:57:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:54:58.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cormac McCarthy's Music Lesson</title><summary type='text'>I recently read Cormac McCarthy's The Road. One thing seemed very important and, more than interesting, essential to the novel: its form. I refuse to call it "structure", it's a very stiff concept. This work is very telling of non-european art. Its narrative doesn't push, it's not propelled towards something, to the inevitable conclusion/resolution/return. It is not your customary introduction to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2085500777429900382/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2085500777429900382' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2085500777429900382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2085500777429900382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/08/cormac-mccarthys-music-lesson.html' title='Cormac McCarthy&apos;s Music Lesson'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8852283971550137693</id><published>2008-08-06T11:38:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:06:24.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla, bla, bla...</title><summary type='text'>Knowledge speaks. Wisdom listens.-- Jimi Hendrix.No hace mucho participé en una mesa panel de compositores chihuahuenses. Asistí con cierta renuencia, desconfío de la validez de estos eventos. Antes de poder ser malinterpretado debo decir que no desconfío de la gente que los organiza, de hecho agradezco a quienes me invitaron en esta ocasión. Desconfío de los participantes.Me adelanto de nuevo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8852283971550137693/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8852283971550137693' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8852283971550137693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8852283971550137693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/08/bla-bla-bla.html' title='Bla, bla, bla...'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1100218329853534702</id><published>2008-07-31T12:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:57:39.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry 2</title><summary type='text'>If we can agree that poetry is that which transcends language by means of language itself, then we can argue that poetry might be anything that transcends its own medium. So, in those terms, music can be poetry. I believe some music achieves this level, but not all, even if it's great music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1100218329853534702/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1100218329853534702' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1100218329853534702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1100218329853534702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/07/poetry-2.html' title='Poetry 2'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8592492435318502951</id><published>2008-07-31T11:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:59:17.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><summary type='text'>If you call yourself a poet, don't just sit there. Poetry is not a sedentary occupation, not a "take your seat" practice. Stand up and let them have it.-- From Poetry as Insurgent Art by Lawrence Ferlinghetti </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8592492435318502951/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8592492435318502951' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8592492435318502951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8592492435318502951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/07/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8061083778048838487</id><published>2008-07-22T09:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:18:41.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>David</title><summary type='text'>El pasado 13 de Julio nació nuestro hermoso hijo David. Pesó 2.9 Kg. y midió 49 cm. (al parecer son datos que interesan a la gente). Él y Karla se encuentan muy bien, así como el resto de la familia. Y acompañando este momento, días por demás agradables gracias a las lluvias.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8061083778048838487/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8061083778048838487' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8061083778048838487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8061083778048838487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/07/david.html' title='David'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SJoxHMAInEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-5X5PRE5lDE/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-533360692651465231</id><published>2008-07-05T17:02:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:10:55.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>De cómo se ha utilizado el sonido</title><summary type='text'>La música de origen europeo se fundamenta en relaciones sonoras. Vertical u horizontalmente, la asociación de sonidos da sentido, lógica, cohesión y significado a ese vasto conjunto de obras que conforman gran parte de nuestra tradición musical. La simultaneidad o la sucesión de estos sonidos, generalmente segmentados en la escala de medios tonos que conocemos, es el soporte a través del cual la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/533360692651465231/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=533360692651465231' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/533360692651465231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/533360692651465231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/07/de-cmo-se-ha-utilizado-el-sonido.html' title='De cómo se ha utilizado el sonido'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SHAIgcSCl8I/AAAAAAAAADk/YsB5W2BKLDM/s72-c/bach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1827335379691567972</id><published>2008-06-25T10:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:41:58.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Los momentos del agua</title><summary type='text'>No se pierdan la presentación del libro Los momentos del agua de Jeannette L. Clariond, la cual se llevará a cabo en la Casa Siglo XIX (Juárez y Sexta 601, Chihuahua) el lunes 30 de Junio a las 20 horas.La autora dará lectura a algunos de los poemas incluidos en el libro y habrá comentarios por parte de Enrique Servín y Alfredo Espinosa. Vale la pena (aunque en realidad mucha pena no hay).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1827335379691567972/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1827335379691567972' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1827335379691567972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1827335379691567972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/los-momentos-del-agua.html' title='Los momentos del agua'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SGJz8EA46_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/AdP7gW8aA-E/s72-c/Invitaci%C3%B3n+Chihuahua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2096177379923126302</id><published>2008-06-23T16:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:47:45.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>¿No es aburrido hablar de composición?</title><summary type='text'>Casi siempre, pero esperemos que éste no sea el caso el viernes 27 de Junio, cuando se lleve a cabo el evento "Tendencias Contemporáneas de Composición en Chihuahua", como parte de las actividades de la Primer Semana Artística del Conservatorio. Dicho evento contará con la participación de algunos compositores que radican en la localidad y se llevará a cabo en la sala de conciertos del </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2096177379923126302/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2096177379923126302' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2096177379923126302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2096177379923126302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-es-aburrido-hablar-de-composicin.html' title='¿No es aburrido hablar de composición?'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-5915839336018811968</id><published>2008-06-19T09:25:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:05:27.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi/inter</title><summary type='text'>Uno de los conceptos que ha mostrado gran desarrollo en el arte contemporáneo es el de la multidisciplina. Las barreras entre disciplinas artísticas se diluyen frecuentemente en obras o actos destinados a estimular los sentidos en conjunto. Desde luego esto no es nada nuevo, la ópera, por ejemplo, ya apuntaba en esta dirección y Wagner la lleva a otros niveles con lo que llamó Gesamtkunstwerk (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/5915839336018811968/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=5915839336018811968' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5915839336018811968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5915839336018811968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/multiinter.html' title='Multi/inter'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SFxJy92a0BI/AAAAAAAAADI/9XCbPqEvcu8/s72-c/philips.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1404791215723411741</id><published>2008-06-14T10:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T10:53:04.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Autocrítica</title><summary type='text'>Shut up 'n play yer guitar.-- Frank Zappa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1404791215723411741/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1404791215723411741' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1404791215723411741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1404791215723411741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/autocrtica.html' title='Autocrítica'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SFP2v8k9i7I/AAAAAAAAACA/ApBufhyy58g/s72-c/fz_styrofoam_SML.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8512110780399110406</id><published>2008-06-13T10:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:51:07.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustancia sonora</title><summary type='text'>Hemos visto cómo una música omnipresente afecta nuestra percepción temporal. Pero, como sabemos, el tiempo por sí solo es una mera abstracción irreal si no consideramos el espacio. Por lo tanto, ¿qué hay de las cualidades espaciales en una música así? Éstas toman prominencia sobre el discurso sonoro. La materia sonora y sus transformaciones ocupan la atención, estimulando una escucha no centrada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8512110780399110406/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8512110780399110406' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8512110780399110406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8512110780399110406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/sustancia-sonora.html' title='Sustancia sonora'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SFKsezQ2LkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nbw56as7mkQ/s72-c/400px-Waveforms.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1540472990237394899</id><published>2008-06-12T15:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:02:25.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El presente sonoro</title><summary type='text'>Una música envolvente requiere de un cambio de paradigmas composicionales. Esto, por necesidad, lleva a un cambio de paradigmas de la escucha. Si queremos poder acceder, comprender y habitar cierta obra musical, es necesario encontrar las herramientas perceptivas necesarias, o en otras palabras, saberla escuchar. Podemos decir que cada obra (aunque comparta técnicas, estilo y/o costumbres con </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1540472990237394899/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1540472990237394899' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1540472990237394899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1540472990237394899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-presente-sonoro.html' title='El presente sonoro'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SFGrKNGaXpI/AAAAAAAAABw/hZ1NlydjGss/s72-c/audi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-6254870061163473261</id><published>2008-06-09T09:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:18:53.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Observation confronts, experience envelops.</title><summary type='text'>The act of observation focuses attention, reason, and the senses in such a way that the event has a confrontational character (the observer versus the observed). On the other hand there's experience, where reason and the senses don't search and investigate, but are enveloped.This kind of event, the open experience, can also be called observation, and rightly so. But it's not the scientific type </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6254870061163473261/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=6254870061163473261' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6254870061163473261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6254870061163473261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/observation-confronts-experience.html' title='Observation confronts, experience envelops.'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-5795786996493333455</id><published>2008-06-04T19:34:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:12:47.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La observación enfrenta, la experiencia envuelve.</title><summary type='text'>El acto de observar enfoca la atención, la razón y los sentidos de tal forma que el fenómeno que se presenta es de carácter confrontacional (el observador frente a lo observado). Por otro lado, la experiencia, aquella donde la razón y los sentidos no indagan ni buscan, sino se abren y reciben, es envolvente.Puede ser que éste último fenómeno, el de la experiencia abierta, sea válidamente llamado </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/5795786996493333455/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=5795786996493333455' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5795786996493333455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/5795786996493333455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-observacin-es-confrontacional-la.html' title='La observación enfrenta, la experiencia envuelve.'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SEdbS4Cs0LI/AAAAAAAAABo/s2X3i4NXwnk/s72-c/Goethe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-3100591598803570807</id><published>2008-05-26T10:09:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:08:31.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La inmensidad de su microclima</title><summary type='text'>Desde que inicié este blog he querido escribir algo sobre Morton Feldman. O quizá esa inquietud por hacerlo, que me habita desde hace varios años, es la que me condujo a escribir aquí, sabiendo que tarde o temprano trataría este tema esencial y a la vez delicado  para mí. Esencial por la importancia que creo ha tenido el trabajo de Feldman en la música y, definitivamente, por la importancia que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/3100591598803570807/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=3100591598803570807' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3100591598803570807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3100591598803570807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/microclimas.html' title='La inmensidad de su microclima'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SDro6j-hRLI/AAAAAAAAABg/DFpuLCHlTqI/s72-c/feldman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-7906353337196856986</id><published>2008-05-24T13:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:57:59.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La conciencia</title><summary type='text'>Hace poco fue editado el libro La Conciencia Viviente de José Luis Díaz (Fondo de Cultura Económica, 2007). El tema de la conciencia, así como la investigación que hace Díaz al respecto, son fascinantes.Aún no leo el libro, pero tuvimos la oportunidad de tener al Dr. Díaz como invitado en 2005 en el Seminario de lo Difuso en Ciencias, Arte y Humanismo, organizado por Julio Estrada, Amadeo Estrada</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/7906353337196856986/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=7906353337196856986' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/7906353337196856986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/7906353337196856986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-conciencia.html' title='La conciencia'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SDhrkD-hRKI/AAAAAAAAABY/3QKPi0gdxho/s72-c/diaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-6399880910695727609</id><published>2008-05-19T09:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:06:00.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apropiación de Identidad</title><summary type='text'>Últimamente me ha llamado la atención la manera en que ciertas personas (inclusive máquinas) se apropian (o las hacen apropiarse) de una identidad ajena para conferir algún mensaje.Por ejemplo, habrán leído alguna vez textos donde supuestamente es Jesucristo quien se comunica ("... y ese niño pobre al que no ayudaste era yo, Jesús."). Nos escondemos tras la figura nada menos que de Dios para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6399880910695727609/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=6399880910695727609' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6399880910695727609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6399880910695727609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/apropiacin-de-identidad.html' title='Apropiación de Identidad'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2305186912732337132</id><published>2008-05-16T10:37:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:51:00.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cri-Cri en una pesadilla política-industrial.</title><summary type='text'>Acabo de conocer un poco del trabajo pictórico de Mark Ryden. Steve Layton hace referencia a él en una introducción al compositor James Combs. Su trabajo está cargado de un fuerte simbolismo presentado en imágenes infantiles de mediados del siglo pasado (desde luego, un símbolo más).Para ver su trabajo selecciona la imagen.Thanks Steve!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2305186912732337132/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2305186912732337132' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2305186912732337132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2305186912732337132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/cri-cri-en-una-pesadilla-real.html' title='Cri-Cri en una pesadilla política-industrial.'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SC28iIeDtaI/AAAAAAAAABI/XoC1v9GU4Us/s72-c/cecelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-2680908391246880090</id><published>2008-05-14T09:48:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:50:37.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecciones de música de Rufino Tamayo</title><summary type='text'>Lección de orquestación:"Hay que educar el ojo, pues en general las personas ven, pero no miran. Dicen "eso es rojo" pero no se dan cuenta de que dentro de ese rojo hay distintos matices... Trabajo con pocos colores y de ellos obtengo todos los tonos."Lección sobre forma:"Me da cierta alegría lo geométrico, pero lo geométrico presenta al hombre incompleto... El orden debe estar presente, pero </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/2680908391246880090/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=2680908391246880090' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2680908391246880090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/2680908391246880090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/lecciones-de-msica-de-rufino-tamayo.html' title='Lecciones de música de Rufino Tamayo'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SCsUmIeDtVI/AAAAAAAAAAg/jflt4dF3iWU/s72-c/cabeza+rojo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-9055100139119367696</id><published>2008-05-12T09:40:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:34:26.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El que canta desde el fondo</title><summary type='text'>El mundo de la música popular estadounidense es un mar inmenso, en gran parte copuesto de mercancía prefabricada en oficinas por ejecutivos que de lo que menos saben es de música (o para el caso de arte, ética y humanidad). Pero saben cómo empaquetar y vender, no ya la música, sino las imágenes a las que la música acompaña.Pero desde luego, hay excepciones notables. Precisamente esa mercadotécnia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/9055100139119367696/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=9055100139119367696' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/9055100139119367696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/9055100139119367696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-que-canta-desde-el-fondo.html' title='El que canta desde el fondo'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SDGrGYeDtbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GGQqGDDSy4Y/s72-c/JohnnyCash1969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-4142673101022891265</id><published>2008-05-07T11:30:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:58:58.575-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chopin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xenakis'/><title type='text'>Chopin y Xenakis</title><summary type='text'>La pregunta final en el escrito sobre Debussy me llevó a pensar en la relación posible entre la música de Xenakis y la de Chopin. El tema bien podría propiciar una tesis, pero ya que esa no es la intención aquí, intentaré abordarlo con algunas generalidades apoyado por breves ejemplos.A simple vista Xenakis y Chopin parecen tener poco en común. Quizá esa distancia se deba a las preconcepciones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/4142673101022891265/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=4142673101022891265' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/4142673101022891265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/4142673101022891265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/05/chopin-y-xenakis.html' title='Chopin y Xenakis'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WRp3i6UnlwY/SCs1_YeDtWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/rXipCxmNTeM/s72-c/Nomos+Alpha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1270898913432963609</id><published>2008-04-29T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T09:17:00.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuera</title><summary type='text'>Saldré de la ciudad por algunos días, nos vamos a Marfa, Texas. Nos vemos la siguiente semana.I'll be out of town for some days, we're going to Marfa, Tx. See you next week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1270898913432963609/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1270898913432963609' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1270898913432963609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1270898913432963609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuera.html' title='Fuera'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-1358004516128718559</id><published>2008-04-29T10:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:25:55.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Debussy and beyond</title><summary type='text'>One gets the feeling, after listening and reading about music in the 20th century, that there were only two important seeds that started the whole thing: Stravinsky and Schoenberg. But buried beneath the the roar of the Rite and the hallucinatory and demential Pierrot was Debussy's flux of light, which passed unnoticed among the racket caused by his contemporaries' music. I'm not bashing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/1358004516128718559/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=1358004516128718559' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1358004516128718559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/1358004516128718559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/04/debussy-and-beyond.html' title='Debussy and beyond'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-6084961880247660785</id><published>2008-04-28T18:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:27:43.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Debussy y la luz</title><summary type='text'>La música de Debussy simultáneamente me fascina e intriga. Además de la evidente y forzada mención de cómo desarticula la armonía de sus funciones tonales tradicionales con el fin de exaltar el color armónico, así como sus cambios y transiciones, su música presenta un trasfondo donde el movimiento es esencial. No me refiero solamente al movimiento rítmico que se dibuja sobre un pulso, sino al </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/6084961880247660785/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=6084961880247660785' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6084961880247660785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/6084961880247660785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/04/debussy-y-la-luz.html' title='Debussy y la luz'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-8185795660018485528</id><published>2008-04-28T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:08:07.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3G</title><summary type='text'>Aprovecho para hacer mención del festival 3G (Tres Generaciones Music Festival) a realizarse en Nueva York del 2 al 7 de Mayo. El ensamble responsable será el ICE (International Contemporary Ensemble) y el compositor central Julio Estrada. En la página del ensamble se encuentra información más detallada.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/8185795660018485528/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=8185795660018485528' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8185795660018485528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/8185795660018485528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/04/3g.html' title='3G'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599437024512586164.post-3114910332439783842</id><published>2008-04-28T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:38:08.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguración</title><summary type='text'>Con este texto doy inicio a este "blog", dedicado aún no sé a qué específicamente, pero circundante a la música. Tampoco sé si éste será exitoso, y por ello no me refiero a la cantidad de personas que accedan, lean y participen, sino  a mi dedicación a él a largo plazo.La música da mucho de qué hablar, pero poco de ello verdaderamente vale. Aún así, ese poco es un aliciente para comenzar.¡Con </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/feeds/3114910332439783842/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599437024512586164&amp;postID=3114910332439783842' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3114910332439783842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599437024512586164/posts/default/3114910332439783842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruidoalfondo.blogspot.com/2008/04/inauguracin.html' title='Inauguración'/><author><name>Iván Sparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18337138486143235009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
