“. . . like sympathetic magic in a way . . . I suspect that the connection among things, people, and processes can be equally irrational. I sense the world might be more dreamlike, metaphorical, and poetic than we currently believe–but just as irrational as sympathetic magic when looked at in a typically scientific way. I wouldn’t be surprised if poetry–poetry in the broadest sense, in the sense of a world filled with metaphor, rhyme, and recurring patterns, shapes, and designs–is how the world works. The world isn’t logical, it’s a song.”
p.194 – Bicycle Diaries, David Byrne
When placed in the context of recurring shapes, patterns, or rhythms, it may very well be that the entire makeup of the world is indeed much like a song. But in spite of how boldly beautiful the initial statement may seem, all songs are, in fact, logical. Anything that follows a set pattern could be said to be following logic. I’m not disputing the sentiment of the passage, not at all. I actually find the description to be quite accurate, at least as far as my limited knowledge of “the world” goes. Then again, one could argue that the song (being that it is a product of the world) is actually a miniature reflection of the world, however minute a snapshot of the grand scale of the world as a whole that song may encapsulate. The song then–any song–tells us more than we may realize.
“The song remakes the emotion–the emotion doesn’t produce the song.”
p.192 – Bicycle Diaries by David Byrne