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Hope and Wish Image in Music Technology

David P. Rando

Hope and Wish Image in Music Technology

David P. Rando Trinity University San Antonio, Texas, USA

ISBN 978-3-319-34014-2 ISBN 978-3-319-34015-9 DOI 10.1007/978-3-319-34015-9

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For my parents and for Walter

PREFACE

A few years ago, my wife and I moved to a municipality of less than two square miles nested within greater San Antonio. This relocation from our apartment near two highways changed my commute to work. Instead of plunging with the highway traffic toward downtown, suddenly I was winding leisurely through little green-lined roads canopied by oak trees and past stately houses with perfectly manicured lawns. In the mornings, the whole city seemed still to be under the spell of sleep, and some days the only sign of life would be the labor of landscapers and contractors whose trucks were parked at predictable intervals along the road. Indeed, on such bright Texas mornings, one could almost be forgiven for believing that the houses were perfectly empty inside and that the whole thing was a beautiful ghost town maintained by landscapers and contractors for some oblique but benevolent purpose. Of course, those houses were not really empty; there were neighbors inside. I had even been warned about their conservative political values. In fact, it was fairly common to pass black yard signs with white print that said, “No Socialism,”1 an unmistakable sign not just of habitation, but that this place was no benevolent ghost town, but rather a place where