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“There is no communication possible between men any longer, now that the codes have been destroyed, including even the code of exchange in repetition. We are all condemned to silence - unless we create our own relation with the world and try to tie other people into the meaning we thus create. That is what composing is. Doing solely for the sake of doing, without trying artificially to recreate the old codes in order to reinsert communication into them. Inventing new codes, inventing the message at the same time as the language. Playing for one's own pleasure, which alone can create the conditions for new communication. A concept such as this seems natural in the context of music. But it reaches far beyond that; it relates to the emergence of the free act, self-transcendence, pleasure of being instead of having.”

Quote by Jacques Attali

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Noise: The Political Economy of Music

This book delves into the economic and political dynamics that shape the music industry, examining the interplay between artists, producers, and consumers. more

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Jacques Attali
Jacques Attali

Jacques Attali is a renowned economist born on November 1, 1943. He has extensive research and contributions in the field of economics, particularly in development economics and financial policy. more

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