Terry Riley is sitting in a quiet corner of the legendary Café Einstein in Berlin’s red-light district. A patient smile plays around his face – but mention the m-word and irritation suddenly ripples through his great candyfloss beard. “Minimalism was never a word we used for what we did,” he says. “It was a tag from the art world someone stuck to us later. My heart sinks when I get emails from music students saying they are writing a ‘minimalist piece’. Once you become an ism, what you’re doing is dead.”
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 10:42:23 +0000
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