Dedication in Futility to Music Genius: Cocteau Twins


It is oft that any words in discernment…inherently obscure most meaning.

Music is rarely an exception.  There is music and then there are words.  Oft they cannot hold much meaning , either together or apart. For in the separation or the conjunction…there is the innermost soul of the element.  This cannot all at once be described as music, sound or hold a tangible place.  It is in solely the human and its ability…to displace a piece of their inmost veracity of being, that a truly genius piece of mortality can take the humblest form of music.  In its nascent stages, these relics of rarity begin a transformation of the world in which it is to touch.  The air, the human breath that is most alive….this can then transform its burgeoning cocoon…into something that is quietly beyond words.  And though oft it has been proven…that most things of import only can extend themselves inward…this cocoon gently waves its incipient airs touching those whom can only merely in recognizance of true beauty, begin to see musical genius in form.


This series, Dedication in Futility to Music Genius…will attempt to give airs to those rare humans…who are most enshrouded in mystery.  This enigma presents itself in the form of music…but few can rightly grapple with its genius.  It cannot be discussed, or quantified with another, what this musical genius may mean.  Simply, that is is rare and true.  That none other could ever replicate this prototype…for it is impossible to be reborn in the same exact skin.  Change makes it so.  Genius makes it so.  It is the futility of true understanding, that will drive one to be struck with the notion…that they will forever be chasing a specter, that is not truly there.  Genius cannot be held…it is as vapid as the air.  So in dedication, it is futile to do anything but present this air and see what unexpected form…that may become us:

In the journey and futility in chasing music genius.

There will not be a force(nor in physical word or map) when presenting this music…to advance you on the path of genius.  This is simply a casual to present, what may be lost to some and is not lost to one.


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Author: mmartel

"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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