By comparison with most philosophers Ernst Bloch wrote an unusual number of words about music.1 Given the bleak period before and during the Second World War in which he came to maturity as a thinker, he also committed to paper a valiantly large amount of thought about utopian longing. Yet from the beginning Bloch's broad commitment to the utopian potentials of aesthetic form caused considerable unrest among colleagues on the left, among them Walter Benjamin and György Lukács, who, in view of the desperateness of the times, regarded his method as something of an ineffectual luxury. In 1935 Benjamin remarked in a letter cited by Elaine Kelly at the end of this colloquy that Bloch's recently published book Heritage of Our Times had arrived at a scene devastated by an earthquake—meaning of course the rise of fascism in Europe—over which its lordly author merely “spread[s] out the Persian carpets,”...

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