You must lie upon the daisies
And discourse in idle phrases
Of your complicated state of mind,
The meaning doesn't matter
If it's only idle chatter
Of a transcendental kind.
And everyone will say, as you walk your mystic way,
If this young man expresses himself in terms too deep for me,
Why what a very singularly deep young man
This deep young man must be.
Do you need an advanced degree to enjoy hypertext stories? As Randy Trigg suggested last year, life is complicated and demanding; must our stories be equally frightening?
The problem is not particularly hypertextual, Serious music -- that is, music in the classical tradition -- has labored under the same difficulties since the beginnings of atonality (also tied to Darmstadt through Karl Heinz Stockhausen, who lived here).
It's not just OUR problem. But it's ours, too.