OF
SURREALISM
BY
ANDRÉ BRETON
(1924)
So strong is the belief in life, in what is most fragile in life � real life, I mean � that in the end this belief is lost. Man, that inveterate dreamer, daily more discontent with his destiny, has trouble assessing the object he has been led to use, objects that his nonchalance has brought his way, or that he has earned through his
own efforts, almostalways through his own efforts, for he has agreed to work, at least he has not refused to
try his luck (or what he calls his luck!). At this point he feels extremely modest: he knows what women he has had, what silly affairs he has been involved in; he is unimpressed by his wealth or his poverty, in this respect he is still a newborn babe and, as for the approval of his conscience, I confess that he does very nicely without it. If he still retains a certain lucidity, all he can do is turn back toward his childhood which, however his guides and mentors may have botched it, still strikes him as somehow charming. There, the absence of any known restrictions allows him the perspective of several lives lived at once; this illusion becomes firmly rooted within him; now he is only interested in the fleeting, the extreme facility of everything. Children set off each day without a worry in the world. Everything is near at hand, the worst material conditions are fine. The woods are white or black, one will never sleep.
But it is true that we would not dare venture so far, it is not merely a question of distance. Threat is piled upon threat, one yields, abandons a portion of the terrain to be conquered. This imagination which knows no bounds is henceforth allowed to be exercised only in strict accordance with the laws of an arbitrary utility; it is incapable of assuming this inferior role for very long and, in the vicinity of the twentieth year, generally prefers to abandon man to his lusterless fate.
Though he may later try to pull himself together on occasion, having felt that he is losing by slow degrees all reason for living, incapable as he has become of being able to rise to some exceptional situation such as love, he will hardly succeed. This is because he henceforth belongs body and soul to an imperative practical necessity which demands his constant attention. None of his gestures will be expansive, none of his ideas generous or far-reaching. In his mind�s eye, events real or imagined will be seen only as they relate to a welter of similar events, events in which he has not participated, abortive events. What am I saying: he will judge them in relationship to one of these events whose consequences are more reassuring than the others. On no account will he view them as his salvation.
Beloved imagination, what I most like in you is your unsparing quality. [...]
George Antheil Ballet Mécanique BBC Review
This is a great chance to check out one of the least heard but most notorious works of...
John Armstrong 2002-11-20
He called himself 'The Bad Boy of Music'. George Antheil was an American concert pianist and composer who made his mark in Paris in the 1920's as a genuine enfant terrible, courting controversy and working hard for his notoriety. Antheil's Paris debut was a riot - literally - and his reputation was sealed by a single work, Ballet Mécanique, which demanded a futuristic ensemble of pianos, percussion, electric buzzers and aeroplane propellers... and it's great to have it back on record and at budget price, too.
It's one of those works it seems everyone's heard of but never actually listened to; the only disappointment is that what we have here is Antheil's revised version, which makes more reasonable demands than the original - only four pianos, two propellers and two electric bells! It's hard to tell what all the fuss was about back in 1926; musically this is hardly the toughest thing you'll be asked to get your ears around, rhythmically it's engaging and highly danceable, and with the original excesses tamed, the Ballet Mécanique comes across as quirky rather than controversial.
Ballet Mécanique - Fernand Léger & George Antheil (1924) {Excerpt}
Hans Richter - Rhythmus 21 (1921)
==> Duchamp's friend Picabia connected with the Dada group in Zürich, bringing to New York the Dadaist ideas of absurdity and "anti-art"
Marcel Duchamp - Anémic cinéma (1926) Marcel Duchamp {audio: Aphex Twin - On (1993)}
