From: gtaylor@vme.heurikon.com (Gregory Taylor)
Newsgroups: rec.music.misc
Subject: Re: Music of THE DIVINE MASTERS
Date: 28 Jan 93 14:55:01 GMT
Reply-To: gtaylor@vme.heurikon.com (Gregory Taylor)
Organization: Heurikon Corporation, Madison, WI

In article <1993Jan25.193433.3330@cnsvax.uwec.edu> mcelwre@cnsvax.uwec.edu writes:
 
>The "ECKANKAR" Organization, referred to in the following article, has
>been producing some of the MOST BEAUTIFUL MUSIC that I have ever heard!  This
>includes the audio cassette tape albums "Songs of the Golden Heart", "Dance of
>the HU", and "Come Share the Dream".

>The "SOUND CURRENT" manifests differently for different 
>Initiates, and can sound like a rushing wind, ocean waves on 
>the sea shore, buzzing bees, higher-pitched buzzing sound, a 
>flute, various heavenly music, or other sounds.  In Eckankar, 
>Members start hearing it near the end of their first year as 
>a Member.

I'm almost absolutely certain that a flood of followup postings of a
considerably more ah....fiery nature may follow in the train of this
little missal. For my part, I've excerpted *only* the portions which
could be considered remotely appropriate to our discourse here. The
poster has provided us with no information about how to procure this
music if we *are* curious about it (I'm not, but I'm also in no 
position to judge the interest of others), so paragraph is largely
useless save for the title.

The end of the posting is interesting for me as yet another example
of the difficulties which occur when we discuss shared experience in
*any* form [that new Elvis Costello or Jesus Jones disc, for example].
Beyond this, there's the interesting imaginative problem that comes
from discovering that the way most people describe experiences outside
of the ah "range" of regular experience in the world in terms of what
is, in fact, pretty hackneyed. My own experience of hearing music
from the far flung parts of the world is that the range of *human*
possibilities for making noise is so wierd and broad that it's much
harder for me to imagine anything genuinely "divine" sounding like
anything I'd hear on  New Age/Bluegrass/Bebop station. I keep imagining
that G*d doesn't allow us to hear "the music of the spheres" because
she realizes that prolonged exposure to low frequency sound dizzies,
disorients, and may kill. We are similarly protected from eavesdropping
on the conversation of elephants, whose low frequency stuff carries
some distance. "Did you see that pasty white little stick? And those
*clothes!*...."

I'd suggest that if the poster wishes to continue here, it might be
wiser to provide some information on access to the recordings themselves
so that we can attempt to hear the refrigerator-like buzz of the upper
planes in our own homes. Even if true, the extended bit of proselytizing
is probably counterproductive.

Have a nice day,
Gregory 
--
I chose the perspectiveless, tall nonsense of God's noise aloft over the jagged
parish, thinking everything else was a dream too lonely for words. It was, but 
just as lonely is praying that all wives return, all dogs live.  Eternity takes
up all the room in the world. You can't drive fast enough./G.Taylor/608-828-3385