Happened across the article by Kyle Gann article on the web and was going to post a link, then discovered 7/4 had already posted it (not surprised and thanks!). It is an excellent article.and worth bringing to the forefront again. I like this little snippet:
One of the most important stories in 20th-century music is the famous one in which Cage asked the young Feldman how one of his pieces was written. Feldman weakly replied that he didn't know how it was written, and Cage jumped up and down squealing like a monkey and shouting, "Isn't that wonderful! It's so beautiful, and he doesn't know how he did it." That story alone is enough to mark the private onset of a new historical era.
Also:
One of my favorite stories Feldman liked to tell was of Marcel Duchamp visiting an art class in San Francisco, where he saw a young man wildly painting away. Duchamp went over and asked, "What are you doing?" The young man said, "I don't know what the fuck I'm doing!" And Duchamp patted him on the back and said, "Keep up the good work." In music, it was Feldman, more than anyone else, who gave us permission not to know what the fuck we were doing.
Read the rest of the article at the link.
Finished Feldman's GIVE MY REGARDS TO EIGHT STREET. Filled with insights, humor and personality. Brooklyn meets high art. Brooklyn wins.
BTW, I went to NYU and spent many an hour trooping up and down Eight Street.
Feldman knew what he was doing, even if at some points he discovered what he was doing.
Yes, by no means was he some untutored "primitive" ( I use the word advisedly), but he preferred instinct to system, practice to theory, artist to "professional." I think Gann lays that out pretty well.