Finally listened to Julius Eastman's Femenine, performed by SEM Ensemble.
He's a figure of major historical interest for revisionist historians. Gay. Black. Impoverished. Poor. Genius. His contributions are being hailed at the same time experimental music histories are ridiculed for their over-representation of white musicians in every category pursued since the 1940s.
The historian in me loves it for my own argumentative purposes.
I have a different mixture of feelings listening to it in general, since minimalist music can feel quite dated unless toned properly for a targeted medium. In this case, listening to it through speakers is quite weird and I wish I was there.