I was pondering if the World Cup was a world class noise event and whether the plastic Vuvuzela is the future of brass performance. The sound of the world cup was either the sound of angry insects or a soothing drone. Depending on your perspective. I was amused by the plastic horn as weapon of mass insurrection. No play by play or color. no announcer re-stating what had happened. Just the harsh fog of angry plastic horns. Cheap, loud and endless. Wow! The convergence of marketing and conceptual art. Since no one has claimed the idea, I suppose it will be noted as a cultural fluke.
I am considering ways to integrate the subtle nuances of the Vuvuzela into the phog masheeen œuvre.