I quote the title of an Op-Ed piece in the NYTimes of Sunday February 15, 2015, in which is described with some accuracy the quality that has invaded our absence-of-looking culture.  He hits an important nail right on the head, but I would extend the observations to include paying attention to what you hear, not just to the faces of people you run into.  
I am struck by the disbelief that greets me when I speak to fellow musicians about the personal contact I feel with some composers, Mozart, for example.  They are appalled that I pretend to such a condition.  But why should that be so surprising when I knew, long before I knew that Mozart was anybody special, that we shared a delight in certain specific sounds--in other words, if he talked to me when I was 12 why should I not still be talking to him?  


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