The Real Thing

Had very little opportunity, if any, today to listen to music of the recorded variety. Fortunately, however, heard plenty of the live version, and was well pleased as a result. Isn't it odd, and possibly pernicious, how we've come to think of music as something essentially recorded? In one way of looking at it, or, rather, one way of hearing, only the live experience is 'real' music, an act of making in which the possibility of the components not quite coming together gives real life to the experience of listening.