I was listening to "Heaven" by Midwife & Amulets earlier today. It's 16 minutes of droney loop music. Not exactly my cup of tea, so I skipped ahead after ten minutes to see if any kind of variation might be on the horizon to justify the time I had spent waiting for something interesting to happen. This was to no avail, apart from some distortion to vary the texture a smidge.
As someone who makes electronic music, perhaps my complaining about repetition is ironic. I think I enjoy some music that could be classified as "drone," such as "Broken Wings" by Cowboys & Monsters. The difference between this piece and the previous one, as far as I can tell, is that this one only lasts for five minutes and has some cool beats to boot.
Anyway, my disappointment with "Heaven" got me thinking: What is it about this kind of music that certain people appreciate?
My initial thought is that this repetitive music is appealing because people want something to focus on. We live in an age of TikTok, infinite-yet-fragmentary commentary on X, DJs playing 30-second clips of music at sports events, and all the other usual things that social critics emptily moralize about.
The capacity to focus is not appreciated, even though it is essential to a rich interior life.
Aldous Huxley wrote an enduring (with some adjustments) passage in The Perennial Philosophy back in 1945:
The twentieth century is, among other things, the Age of Noise. Physical noise, mental noise and noise of desire—we hold history's record for all of them. That most popular and influential of all recent inventions, the radio, is nothing but a conduit through which pre-fabricated din can flow into our homes. . . . It penetrates the mind, filling it with a babel of distractions—news items, mutually irrelevant bits of information, blasts of corybantic or sentimental music. . . .