I ran across this news story today; a fascinating experiment on recognizing beauty (in this case, musical) in the midst of chaos:[INDENT]"... No one knew it, but the fiddler standing against a bare wall outside the Metro in an indoor arcade at the top of the escalators was one of the finest classical musicians in the world, playing some of the most elegant music ever written on one of the most valuable violins ever made. His performance was arranged by The Washington Post as an experiment in context, perception and priorities -- as well as an unblinking assessment of public taste: In a banal setting at an inconvenient time, would beauty transcend?
[/INDENT]A compelling example; Full article here
I wonder if this is what you're getting at. This song, Bloc Party's 'Ares' (from Intimacy
) is, quite literally, sonic chaos. Yet at the same time the song refers to this chaos--it's about the chaos of war--and so the noise of the song becomes itself a metaphor for the chaos of the battlefield, and once you realize the metaphor, you realize the beauty inherent in the song...
I wish I could find the original studio song on YouTube but, alas, the live version loses the effects I'm referring to and this, while better, is still not what I'm trying to get across. Idiot music corporations, there used to be one.