everythingthatgrowz asked: hi there, post/40011827667/eno-curator, can you tell me where that's from ? xx
It was in Simon Reynolds’ recent book “Retromania” (p.130)
The twentieth century is, among other things, the Age of Noise. Physical noise, mental moise and noise of desire––we hold history’s record for all of them. And no wonder; for all the resources of our almost miraculous technology have been thrown into the current assault against silence. 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. And this din goes far deeper, of course, than the ear-drums. It penetrates the mind, filling it with a babel of distractions––news items, mutually irrelevant bits of information, blasts of corybantic or sentimental music, continually repeated doses of drama that bring no catharsis, but merely create a craving for daily or even hourly emotional enemas. And where, as in most countries, the broadcasting stations support themselves by selling time to advertisers, the noise is carried from the ears, through the realms of phantasy, knowledge and feeling to the ego’s central core of wish and desire.
Aldous Huxley, Perennial Philosophy, pp.218-19
Replace “twentieth century” with twenty-first century. Replace “radio” with internet. Replace “broadcasting stations” with webpages.