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I’ve noticed that taste, as a function of consensus, is often classist. The editorial taste of The New Yorker for instance. But there is another kind of taste, one that is personal and seems to register experiential truth. The latter taste transcends class, popularity, genre and academic classification. For instance, there are certain moments of controlled dissonance (noise) in music that just sound good, because they deliver a kind of experiential truth. These moments of what highbrow culture might call ugly are sometimes quite powerful and, well, tasteful. This kind of taste is esthetic in the sense of being integral to a truth of human experience. It is not related to class but to the effect of art on the senses. It is basically what tastes good to the eyes and ears and seems apt to the truth that the painting or song is trying to manifest.

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Damn bro the way words are arranged in your writing that is just too juicy for me to read

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