Sunday, 26 August 2018

String Theory, Music, Tailoring & Culture



Steve Pelman

Forward- My Past

 Note;  This is a blog-book and chapters will repeat some information to maintain the context The purpose is to best reach the public to avail the values of this new brave new industry for the 21 st. C


My father was a latecomer as a retailor in men’s clothing after WW2, he was also a great tenor in the community temple Choir.   I learned music to the point of passion that I want to transfer the discipline to visual harmony. This is significant as dressing, and music are both vibrations and a part of the new string theory of quantum physics. Waves permeate matter and are indications of how culture or integration can work. Einstein could not believe the “Quantum Entanglement” experiment and called it spooky. This is readily available on YouTube and people would have to deny science. They would also have to deny culture as a relative phenomenon.  My disciplines are visual and audible and share the same purpose to integrate via these rituals as any living species would participate.
As the second son and fourth child, hearing his singing from that great distance was often the most impressionable communication of power and passion. This I took as a message of the power he emanated. Given in the fifties that the news of the Holocaust and the constant air-raid sirens threatening nuclear disaster, I was moved to consider rock and roll to be the new electric messiah, or the “message or the pied piper of civilizing culture via music via enlightening or wisdoms of engaging lyrics. It was well known the term by Marshal McLuhan, that the medium was the message. And the multitudes of baby boomers seem to be the spearhead for “sculpting civilization”. That was my mission for many years. As it happens the Beatles beat me to the emancipation of the Russian youth to the extent that the Russian government ended up their ban on western music by actually selling Beatles albums. (according to CBC 5th Estate Series)


But I soon realized the musical gamble I was playing with the multitudes of dudes competing for glory. Most of the music was redundant tribal (strong beat) entertainment and was not creating a larger pie or market, but was simply just replacing love and loss songs. The industry was capitalizing on human frailties, but hardly sculpting personalities and healthy souls for a dynamic civilization.  
When I was in college my profession said that Shakespeare wrote, “In what tailor shall we find Plato”. Now this to me at the time was interesting to look in the context of Shakespeare’s time to the human nature of dress and its value among men and competition. As my father was a “re”tailor,  I was curious as to the tailors history and decided to take a job with him at Sam’s Shirt Shop. After a few years of selling suits, I realized  that even though all customers were content, that there was always one client fit that was exemplary. This was when I opted out for a better standard. Then along came the web to publish and proliferate with apps, those standards.
It was then I learned why there were no standards and why so many suits did not fit. I realized the estimated loss of 10,000 European tailors during WW2 among the change of values to electronics, cars and virtual entertainment. The perfect suit has a value that was only handed down from a father and his tailor to his son. This is virtually lost as the fathers mostly do not know. Certainly I see country presidents and corporate VIP with bad jacket collars who like the Emperors new clothes, failed due to trusting rather than sharing the standards that link all men.  Many of those sartorial secrets were buried in the genocide of the 1940’s.  My life mission started there. To redeem the souls of those craftsmen, the values that can be shared by all men. This is true today with scalable online training of tailoring design and the shared economy to fight the new inflation. A man’s dignity is not in how many suits are in his closet, but by his confidence in just one suit.

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