Comment by rendall

There is so much that I love about this article that it makes me shy.

This image: “Gnossienne #1” radiates a mood of … what, exactly? Lightly anxious contemplation? Oddly contented melancholy? An icy but heartwarming breeze? ...Slightly bruised, but not down and out.

This sentence: In some ways, Satie feels like a long-ago ornament; at the same time, more playfully modern than our own increasingly doctrinaire era.

These recommendations: Dip a toe into the Satie rock pool and you soon discover a cove, a coastline, an entire horizon. As well as his solo-piano works, he wrote a riotous avant-pop ballet (Parade); a comical Christian allegory (Uspud); an intimate drama with samplings of Greek philosophy (Socrate); and his final work was a groundbreaking movie soundtrack (Cinema).

This reference: There is copious testimony as to the utter shambles of his living space — yet the moment he steps outside this tiny cell he is a smiling dandy, spick and span, his own ambulant branch of Yohji Yamamoto.

Just, great.