Synaesthesia, and lyrics

This is true enough, but I wonder what will happen after that becomes the standard? I can imagine people would react very badly to that and want to see something sort of meaningful again, instead. You know, sort of arty short films vs. sonically-controlled abstract visuals. I have a feeling the majority of people would probably rather see an arty short film.

I think lots of people get these sorts of abstractions in their minds while listening to music, though it doesn't actually happen in their visual field. That's how it is for me, anyway--I have a very small idea of what I'd be seeing if I were synaesthetic, but unfortunately I'm not, and it's impossible for my brain to totally process the images/feelings induced by sounds, so my consciousness can only go as far as vague adjectives like "round" or "blue" when trying to make sense of it all.

It really blows my mind that some people need lyrics in order to enjoy music. They just seem to be a huge distraction from what is actually happening in a song. Instrumental electronic music is great because it allows a listener to be enveloped in these interesting abstract sound worlds.

When I listen to Derrick May or Larry Heard I feel like I am climbing around in the angular geometric structures, which shift and shimmer when the rhythm and harmony play against each other. The reason dance music was such a strong draw when I was finally introduced to the real stuff was because it was the most strikingly visual music I had ever experienced. You had such a brilliant display of raw geometry through rhythm, the dance of harmony, and this vast array of textures. It was like everything that had ever been good about all other music, but completely concentrated. It was hypnotic and gorgeous; nothing else could touch it.

There is a reason that Detroit purists are so devout; because when you are there and you hear it, know it and understand it and you are completely in touch and enveloped in that sound nothing else in the world can possibly come near it. I can enjoy other music, I can think about it, consider it, write about it... but nothing really can touch me the way good dance music can. Nothing else causes that kind of abandon, that kind of ecstatic release.

I only became aware that I experience synaesthesia last september or so (although I think I've had it for as long as I can remember), but last september I went through this wonderful phase where I heard music on a kind of deeper level and could quite vividly imagine what it looks like so to speak. Does anyone find that their musical tastes and their visual tastes correspond? Cause I think this is the case with me, although lately most things seem to end up being yellow - a colour I'm not particularly fond of. Either way, here's my designer's interpretation of the glorious synth line from Withdrawal by Gaiser.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/AbXy6001/withdrawal.jpg

I definitely hear some stuff as a particular colour, but I've not noticed it until recently either. I don't even know if it qualifies as synaesthesia.

It doesn't qualify as synaesthesia.