Life for the hipster is breezy,
When everything's held to be cheesy,
Talent-less, so why strive,
To do something alive?
Being cynical's kewl 'cause it's easy.
Friday, January 11, 2013
Thursday, January 10, 2013
The Uses of Seriousness: Moral Imperative Inspires Greatness
Reality is real, a wise Rabbi whose name I don't recall once said. I've begun at least two other blog posts pointing that out. Reality is what any good we do in life will come from, it is the setting in which whatever evil that has to be struggled against produces its pain and conflict. I'm sure that wherever art comes from, wherever it arises from, it doesn't escape the same issues that other areas in life face. In some cases the necessity of addressing the most profound evil has produced great art. We know that from the art, itself, when it is literary or a representation of real life. Even when there is no text and the medium, in itself, is abstract the title and testimony of the creator can tell us exactly where the art came from.
In the United States during my life, the struggle for civil rights and against American apartheid gave rise to some of the highest uses of art.
John Coltrane's "Alabama" came out of the pain and anger and the moral resolve caused by the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church in Burmingham Alabama, the murder of four little girls. He used the rhythm of The Reverend King's address, as he read it in the paper, composing one of the more profound compositions of the 1960s. The composition and the ensemble rose to an inspiration that wasn't egocentric, that allowed the composition and the performance of it inhabit an entirely higher level of existence than even most jazz attains. As the notes to this performance points out, Elvin Jones drum playing is essential in delivering the substance, turning the irreconcilable grief of the piece into resolve to change things, to improve reality, to demand justice.
From two years earlier Max Roach's great album, We Insist! is another document attesting to the higher use of reality in music, in this case a lot of the meaning was delivered by the great Abbey Lincoln singing that meaning but the playing accompanying her also delivers profound commentary on both the melody and lyrics, illustrating and enlightening their meaning.
In both case the arc of the music if from the painful to the resolve that things will be better but only if we make it better. You don't do that without an utterly serious treatment of the occasion and the material, taking up the time of the audience and the musicians for something more important than a pop concert does. Which is why Jazz frequently rises to the level of the highest art as it it put to the highest use music can be.
As the backlash to civil rights gained ground, as the left was taken out of the hands of idealists who had a solid grasp of what the goals were, the actual improvement of the lives of real people, poor people, people who had no money, spoke a disdained form of English, who had bad teeth all because they were intentionally kept from good wages and the education that was their right, the idealistic use of music became unfashionable. Cynical disdain for it, the praise of the stupid and ephemeral (embalmed and kept together far longer than its substance warranted) was matched by a bunch of stupid brats forcing themselves in front of the camera in order to get attention for themselves with violent, stupid antics. The left stalled out, a condition we still face today. Any popular music milieu in which John Lennon's sappy "Imagine" can stand as one of the few inspirational numbers that is allowed to stand unchallenged is one which has stopped serving any purpose. There are songwriters and musicians who still do serious topics, they should insist on more from the music industry than they are allowed. We've got a huge number of serious occasions that need to be expressed, that need the same kind of energy behind it that these two pieces had.
In the United States during my life, the struggle for civil rights and against American apartheid gave rise to some of the highest uses of art.
John Coltrane's "Alabama" came out of the pain and anger and the moral resolve caused by the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church in Burmingham Alabama, the murder of four little girls. He used the rhythm of The Reverend King's address, as he read it in the paper, composing one of the more profound compositions of the 1960s. The composition and the ensemble rose to an inspiration that wasn't egocentric, that allowed the composition and the performance of it inhabit an entirely higher level of existence than even most jazz attains. As the notes to this performance points out, Elvin Jones drum playing is essential in delivering the substance, turning the irreconcilable grief of the piece into resolve to change things, to improve reality, to demand justice.
From two years earlier Max Roach's great album, We Insist! is another document attesting to the higher use of reality in music, in this case a lot of the meaning was delivered by the great Abbey Lincoln singing that meaning but the playing accompanying her also delivers profound commentary on both the melody and lyrics, illustrating and enlightening their meaning.
In both case the arc of the music if from the painful to the resolve that things will be better but only if we make it better. You don't do that without an utterly serious treatment of the occasion and the material, taking up the time of the audience and the musicians for something more important than a pop concert does. Which is why Jazz frequently rises to the level of the highest art as it it put to the highest use music can be.
As the backlash to civil rights gained ground, as the left was taken out of the hands of idealists who had a solid grasp of what the goals were, the actual improvement of the lives of real people, poor people, people who had no money, spoke a disdained form of English, who had bad teeth all because they were intentionally kept from good wages and the education that was their right, the idealistic use of music became unfashionable. Cynical disdain for it, the praise of the stupid and ephemeral (embalmed and kept together far longer than its substance warranted) was matched by a bunch of stupid brats forcing themselves in front of the camera in order to get attention for themselves with violent, stupid antics. The left stalled out, a condition we still face today. Any popular music milieu in which John Lennon's sappy "Imagine" can stand as one of the few inspirational numbers that is allowed to stand unchallenged is one which has stopped serving any purpose. There are songwriters and musicians who still do serious topics, they should insist on more from the music industry than they are allowed. We've got a huge number of serious occasions that need to be expressed, that need the same kind of energy behind it that these two pieces had.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
A Response on a Different Blog Slightly Edited
Dawkins, in line with atheists going back to the dawn of written documentation, has denied that evil and good are anything except social conventions. Coyne has said pretty much the same thing, both based in some of the more baseless assertions of psychology pretending to be evolutionary biology.
"In a universe of electrons and selfish genes, blind physical forces and genetic replication, some people are going to get hurt, other people are going to get lucky, and you won't find any rhyme or reason in it, nor any justice. The universe that we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but pitiless indifference.” Richard Dawkins A River Out of Eden
In that you've got the problem. If that's true then the entire program of the real left, equality, inherent rights, a binding moral obligation for people to respect those rights indiscriminately and even when it is disadvantageous, the entire basis of the left is false. It is entirely compatible with the worst dictatorships in history, it is, essentially, the entire economic ideology of Ronald Reagan, Margaret Thatcher and the Bush Crime Family.
The atheist alleged-left ends up, when taken to its logical conclusion, supports the bases of the far right. It is biologically determinist and negates the reality of moral obligations, equality, rights, etc. The stupid analysis that put Marxism on the left is based in a few idealistic lines from the Communist Manifesto of 1848, something that Marx left behind as he attempted to make his theory more "scientific", and you can read "atheistic" in place of that, because it is far more successfully atheistic than it is scientific. His critique of capitalism is brilliant, his outline of a political future is a total and absolute disaster because he really, at bottom, didn't believe that those metaphysical bases, inherent rights, equality, the moral obligation to respect rights, were real. The left has failed continually when atheists have asserted control over it. It's time the real left stopped being duped by a few good lines spouted during the year of failed European revolutions.
Leftish Blog Rule #27
YOU MUST AGREE WITH THE FREETHINKERS!
Really. If you don't believe it, go disagree with them at the "Freethought" blogs.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Monday, January 7, 2013
Possibly The Most Incompetent Atheist Argument In History
If you've encountered many atheists online, you're likely to have read a claim that morality preceded religion and that it is independent of it. Jerry Coyne is the first person I saw say that online but I've seen it asserted more and more since then. When that happens on the atheist blogosphere you can be pretty sure that some line of tripe is being pushed by someone. Probably from CFI or the "Science" or "Freethought" blogs. I'd guess someone at least of the alleged authority of Coyne or Orac or PZ is the prime mover of it.
In a recent online argument, I finally got around to demanding that the atheist making the claim back it up by naming the earliest documents containing a moral code and verifying their non-religious character. Here's what he came up with:
Codes of conduct and morality without any reference to religion:
Code of Hamurabi, Ancient Roman civil law, Aristotle's works on ethics and politics, English Common Law, Confucianism of Imperial China
You probably noticed a few problems with this list as proof that morality came about before religion and independently of it. Other than the Code of Hammurabi, none of those extend back nearly to the dawn of recorded civilization. Every one of them are products of religious cultures and governments with either official or de facto state religions, at least three of them have monarchs either anointed by God or claim gods in their actual ancestry. English common law recognizes "acts of God", after all. Every one of them incorporate religion, quite arguably, even that recent atheist hobby horse, Aristotle*.
Even Confucianism, often listed as a "secular religion" fails in this argument. The Analects of Confucius, VII Chapter 22 says:
The Master said, `Heaven produced the virtue that is in me. Hwan T'ui what can he do to me?'
XX Chapter 3 says:
The Master said, `Without recognising the ordinances of Heaven, it is impossible to be a superior man.
So, the atheist's citation says that heaven not only produces virtue but it is impossible to be a superior man without recognizing the ordinances of heaven. Clearly the atheist use of Confucius in this argument is based on suppression and distortion or, more likely total ignorance. Its success could only depend on ignorance and being too lazy to look up what the document says.
The one alleged support of the atheist position that is not disqualified on the basis of chronology, Hammurabi's code, also flops rather badly in the atheist argument, something which would be apparent if one of the atheists making that use of it had performed the most basic of scholarly tests, READING IT. Here is how the document begins:
When Anu the Sublime, King of the Anunaki, and Bel, the lord of Heaven and earth, who decreed the fate of the land, assigned to Marduk, the over-ruling son of Ea, God of righteousness, dominion over earthly man, and made him great among the Igigi, they called Babylon by his illustrious name, made it great on earth, and founded an everlasting kingdom in it, whose foundations are laid so solidly as those of heaven and earth; then Anu and Bel called by name me, Hammurabi, the exalted prince, who feared God, to bring about the rule of righteousness in the land, to destroy the wicked and the evil-doers; so that the strong should not harm the weak; so that I should rule over the black-headed people like Shamash, and enlighten the land, to further the well-being of mankind.
Even taking into account the nearly universal insistence by atheists that everything be a set up job in their favor, there is no way that texts that prove the opposite of their argument actually proves their argument. Clearly Hammurabi says that his authority to set up his law code comes from a divine command.
Really, even given the appallingly low standards of atheist arguments, this has to count as one of the most incompetent of those I've ever seen. Though, as I interact more with atheists online, it's clear you can be taken as an authority among them while demonstrating complete disdain for and ignorance of the most basic standards of scholarship.
* Contemporary atheists are generally ignorant of history and the necessity of having to read something before you really know what it says. As a substitute for reading primary documents they depend, not on scholarly secondary documentation, but tertiary ideological junk and the even less reliable stuff that comes from TV. I'm not interested in getting into a long argument over the man who introduced the concept of the "unmoved mover" so useful to medieval theology. For my argument it's only necessary to note that Aristotle hardly represents the oldest documentary evidence of morality and, since it's doubtful he had access to those oldest sources, his ideas on the origin of morality are entirely speculative. I'm not a scholar of the history of Aristotelian philosophy but I'd be surprised if he wasn't made most use of by Jewish, Christian and Islamic moral theologians, who found support for their religious ideas in his writing.
In a recent online argument, I finally got around to demanding that the atheist making the claim back it up by naming the earliest documents containing a moral code and verifying their non-religious character. Here's what he came up with:
Codes of conduct and morality without any reference to religion:
Code of Hamurabi, Ancient Roman civil law, Aristotle's works on ethics and politics, English Common Law, Confucianism of Imperial China
You probably noticed a few problems with this list as proof that morality came about before religion and independently of it. Other than the Code of Hammurabi, none of those extend back nearly to the dawn of recorded civilization. Every one of them are products of religious cultures and governments with either official or de facto state religions, at least three of them have monarchs either anointed by God or claim gods in their actual ancestry. English common law recognizes "acts of God", after all. Every one of them incorporate religion, quite arguably, even that recent atheist hobby horse, Aristotle*.
Even Confucianism, often listed as a "secular religion" fails in this argument. The Analects of Confucius, VII Chapter 22 says:
The Master said, `Heaven produced the virtue that is in me. Hwan T'ui what can he do to me?'
XX Chapter 3 says:
The Master said, `Without recognising the ordinances of Heaven, it is impossible to be a superior man.
So, the atheist's citation says that heaven not only produces virtue but it is impossible to be a superior man without recognizing the ordinances of heaven. Clearly the atheist use of Confucius in this argument is based on suppression and distortion or, more likely total ignorance. Its success could only depend on ignorance and being too lazy to look up what the document says.
The one alleged support of the atheist position that is not disqualified on the basis of chronology, Hammurabi's code, also flops rather badly in the atheist argument, something which would be apparent if one of the atheists making that use of it had performed the most basic of scholarly tests, READING IT. Here is how the document begins:
When Anu the Sublime, King of the Anunaki, and Bel, the lord of Heaven and earth, who decreed the fate of the land, assigned to Marduk, the over-ruling son of Ea, God of righteousness, dominion over earthly man, and made him great among the Igigi, they called Babylon by his illustrious name, made it great on earth, and founded an everlasting kingdom in it, whose foundations are laid so solidly as those of heaven and earth; then Anu and Bel called by name me, Hammurabi, the exalted prince, who feared God, to bring about the rule of righteousness in the land, to destroy the wicked and the evil-doers; so that the strong should not harm the weak; so that I should rule over the black-headed people like Shamash, and enlighten the land, to further the well-being of mankind.
Even taking into account the nearly universal insistence by atheists that everything be a set up job in their favor, there is no way that texts that prove the opposite of their argument actually proves their argument. Clearly Hammurabi says that his authority to set up his law code comes from a divine command.
Really, even given the appallingly low standards of atheist arguments, this has to count as one of the most incompetent of those I've ever seen. Though, as I interact more with atheists online, it's clear you can be taken as an authority among them while demonstrating complete disdain for and ignorance of the most basic standards of scholarship.
* Contemporary atheists are generally ignorant of history and the necessity of having to read something before you really know what it says. As a substitute for reading primary documents they depend, not on scholarly secondary documentation, but tertiary ideological junk and the even less reliable stuff that comes from TV. I'm not interested in getting into a long argument over the man who introduced the concept of the "unmoved mover" so useful to medieval theology. For my argument it's only necessary to note that Aristotle hardly represents the oldest documentary evidence of morality and, since it's doubtful he had access to those oldest sources, his ideas on the origin of morality are entirely speculative. I'm not a scholar of the history of Aristotelian philosophy but I'd be surprised if he wasn't made most use of by Jewish, Christian and Islamic moral theologians, who found support for their religious ideas in his writing.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Gag Warning: It's Morbidly, Marginally, Mindlessly, Midge
Midge Decter is one of those people you occasionally are surprised to find is still alive, especially if you don't spend much of your time in the incestuous bubble that is the, soi disant, New York City intellectual scene.
Digby has this rather morbidly and marginally interesting look back at Midge's senile erotomaniac crush on Donald Rumsfeld. It's by way of pointing out the total dishonesty of William Kristol reacting to Michael Moore saying the Bush Crime Family invaded Iraq for the oil. The fact is that Kristol's intellectual madrina, Midge, said the same thing, in his presence, on tape.
Any city that could maintain Midge, her hubby, Kristol, and their associates as part of an intellectual scene for the past five decades is a city whose intellectual scene is maintained as a tony fraud based more in funding and PR and fashion than in intellectual depth. New York being a center of the status symbol media is largely responsible for its over-rated intellectual status. The reaction to the defection of such important institutions as The Tonight Show to Hollywood reveals a lot about that. The vastly over-rated Woody Allen once got partial revenge by snarking about Los Angeles' only intellectual attraction over the center of his personal universe was being able to turn right on a red light. It was funny at the time but, really, given what, for decades, can pass as intellectual in The Greatest City On Earth In The History of The World, If Not The Universe, they all need to be taken down a few pegs. I'll go with the guy from Flint Michigan over the New York intellectuals. With the demotion of centralized media, it's time for those of us who don't live in and aren't interested in the latest trends in the self-appointed Capital of the Universe to get over it. There's no need to tell them, they won't notice us out here, anyway.
Digby has this rather morbidly and marginally interesting look back at Midge's senile erotomaniac crush on Donald Rumsfeld. It's by way of pointing out the total dishonesty of William Kristol reacting to Michael Moore saying the Bush Crime Family invaded Iraq for the oil. The fact is that Kristol's intellectual madrina, Midge, said the same thing, in his presence, on tape.
Any city that could maintain Midge, her hubby, Kristol, and their associates as part of an intellectual scene for the past five decades is a city whose intellectual scene is maintained as a tony fraud based more in funding and PR and fashion than in intellectual depth. New York being a center of the status symbol media is largely responsible for its over-rated intellectual status. The reaction to the defection of such important institutions as The Tonight Show to Hollywood reveals a lot about that. The vastly over-rated Woody Allen once got partial revenge by snarking about Los Angeles' only intellectual attraction over the center of his personal universe was being able to turn right on a red light. It was funny at the time but, really, given what, for decades, can pass as intellectual in The Greatest City On Earth In The History of The World, If Not The Universe, they all need to be taken down a few pegs. I'll go with the guy from Flint Michigan over the New York intellectuals. With the demotion of centralized media, it's time for those of us who don't live in and aren't interested in the latest trends in the self-appointed Capital of the Universe to get over it. There's no need to tell them, they won't notice us out here, anyway.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Compared To Martha And The Vandellas The Beatles Were Nothing
I've been listening to some of my old albums and I'll say it again, compared with Martha and the Vandellas, James Brown, Little Stevie Wonder and a host of others, the Beatles were nothing. A pale imitation for people who wanted white covers and European imitations. The Band were better, The Guess Who were better.
Or Stuff it Steve.
Or Stuff it Steve.
Thought While Looking At a Pop Music Blog
You ever wonder if those New York guys will ever realize how tedious and boring those many things they write that are little more than lists of locations in New York City have long since become?
I don't think Parisians are so full of themselves about being in the city they live in and Parisians are way too full of themselves on that point.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
John Lennon Is Dead His Song is Stupid
New Years Eve was my night to stay with our very, very old mother who has all of her marbles but who has bad feet and legs and a bad back. She wanted to watch the ball in Time Square fall for what she said might be the last time. The Ball falling was never something I thought was worth opening an eyelid for so my new years tradition is to go to bed as early as I possibly can. But, as I said, it was my turn to stay with our mother on New Years eve, so I saw the thing for the first time without Guy and the Royal Canadians. Instead of their gooey rendition of Auld Lang Syne they had some recent post-adolescent in a band called "Train" intoning John Lennon's atheist anthem, "Imagine". It must have been the lack of sleep but I listened to the words for the first time in a long time, and the truly uninspired melody and banal harmony and was struck at just how insipid the song is. I can easily imagine it taking Lennon about five minutes to knock off, he having had enough song writing experience to crank something like that out while he was brushing his teeth.
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people living life in peace
You, you may say
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world
You, you may say
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people living life in peace
You, you may say
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world
You, you may say
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will live as one
The first thing to notice is how few of those who intone the thing or sway nostalgically to it have gotten on with that "no possessions" part of the deal. Starting, of course, with the smart mop head, himself. I don't really know how big his estate was at the time of his untimely murder. I've seen figures up to 800 million dollars as the size of the estate he left and have read speculations that his estate might be worth twice what it was then. So I'm able to imagine he and Yoko had not sold all they had and given the money to the poor. They lived in the Dakota, for a start. You don't buy a condo there unless your possessions are quite a bit more than merely imaginary. So, you can see why he would have to imagine no possessions. He'd have had to imagine that mountain of cash away very, very hard. That would be unlike the Jesus he clearly didn't much like who said "Sell all you have and give the money to the poor." I can easily imagine how a vestigial memory of that scripture might have annoyed his early middle-aged materialist mellowness. Or maybe it was the parable of Lazarus and the rich man who went to hell. I can imagine anyone who suspected their wealth might turn out that way would welcome there being no hell. I think it's such stuff that's really behind the Brit atheist hostility to Jesus, not stories about the Virgin Birth or the alleged violation of the Second Law of Thermodynamics his resurrection is supposed to be. I doubt one in a hundred of the sciency atheists could state the Second Law.
But it's definitely not the "no possessions" clause of the thing that makes it so popular with a certain type, I haven't noticed imagining no possessions being particularly popular with them. It's the atheist lyrics to the rather dreary chant. Imagining no religion is the big one. Being a not all that adventuresome thinker of the Brit variety, Lennon pushed the ahistorical, materialist line that religion was to blame for evils such as killing that it, unlike atheism, holds to be a sin that could damn the killer to that hell that Lennon wants us to disbelieve. Along with the heaven which is the only possession that some of the most desperately poor people have*. As cherished as any mountain of material possessions held by atheists is their monumental conceit and smug certainty in their superiority to any number of others. John Lennon was definitely the most pretentious of the Beatles, the most inclined to present his fluff like "Imagine" with 100% more seriousness than its content warranted. It says nothing that you couldn't have found on a particularly banal poster of the period in music that was absolutely not challenging. It is the atheist "Amazing Grace" only it isn't about anything, whereas that most oversung song** of the English Speaking Peoples at least has a back story based in actual events and moral transformation. I can't imagine anyone being inspired to have a new experience from "Imagine". Call me iconoclastic but I'd rather hear Yoko having the dry heaves, it at least elicits some startle response.
For the time it claims our attention, art should at least aspire to be transformative . People settle for far too little from it, especially true in banal pop music. Imagine if we stopped pretending that cheap commercial crap like Lennon's song was anything but cheap commercial crap with about as much sincerity as the inspirational song in a set performed in Branson or Las Vegas, people might feel like they had permission to look for more.
John Lennon is dead, his drippy, self-important song was never alive. I'm not saying I'd go to the bother of looking for a copy, but I'm unaware of a single song George Harrison wrote that isn't better. I got the feeling he really meant what he sang, which is the ground floor requirement of real quality in art. Which is why people can't have a drippy, nostalgic non-feeling from it. "Imagine" might be a fitting successor for Guy Lombardo's dreadful 13,473,457th annual rendition of Auld Lang Syne, but only because pop music has gotten so much less sophisticated than his stuff was. He knew something about music.
* It's always so nice how ready the Brits are to kindly "enlighten" people who have nothing else out of their religious faith. More on that later.
** For equal time, I am on record as having dissed Amazing Grace, which I cannot stand every time I hear it. I have given permission that it can be played at my funeral only if I'm really dead and can't hear it and no one with musical taste is present. Only, "Imagine" isn't a strong enough song to cause that much of an emotional reaction against it.
UPDATE: The pop music scribbler, Steve Simels, has apparently noticed I've once again dissed the mop heads and has reacted predictably as anyone familiar with him could have predicted. I think I'll go on with this idea a bit in the near future.
For the time it claims our attention, art should at least aspire to be transformative . People settle for far too little from it, especially true in banal pop music. Imagine if we stopped pretending that cheap commercial crap like Lennon's song was anything but cheap commercial crap with about as much sincerity as the inspirational song in a set performed in Branson or Las Vegas, people might feel like they had permission to look for more.
John Lennon is dead, his drippy, self-important song was never alive. I'm not saying I'd go to the bother of looking for a copy, but I'm unaware of a single song George Harrison wrote that isn't better. I got the feeling he really meant what he sang, which is the ground floor requirement of real quality in art. Which is why people can't have a drippy, nostalgic non-feeling from it. "Imagine" might be a fitting successor for Guy Lombardo's dreadful 13,473,457th annual rendition of Auld Lang Syne, but only because pop music has gotten so much less sophisticated than his stuff was. He knew something about music.
* It's always so nice how ready the Brits are to kindly "enlighten" people who have nothing else out of their religious faith. More on that later.
** For equal time, I am on record as having dissed Amazing Grace, which I cannot stand every time I hear it. I have given permission that it can be played at my funeral only if I'm really dead and can't hear it and no one with musical taste is present. Only, "Imagine" isn't a strong enough song to cause that much of an emotional reaction against it.
UPDATE: The pop music scribbler, Steve Simels, has apparently noticed I've once again dissed the mop heads and has reacted predictably as anyone familiar with him could have predicted. I think I'll go on with this idea a bit in the near future.
Thought For The Day
Any day when Joe Lieberman and Olympia Snowe are no longer in the Senate can't be all bad.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Accidental Guitarist
I had an accident recently that has made it (temporarily?) difficult to play piano. It is, though, possible to do something I haven't done in more than thirty years, play guitar. I studied classical guitar for four year, in high school and college, dropping it when I needed the time for piano, my first love. Looking into recent developments in technique, I've got to say I'm quite convinced that a lot of it is a vast improvement to the Tarrega-Segovia dictatorship I was trained in. I'm especially impressed with the far less dictatorial and insightful studies of Abel Carlevaro, as well as his compositions.
But even more impressive is the recent practice of playing music of the early 19th century on guitars from the period or on guitars made in the quite different style of guitar used then. Many of the same pieces I studied more than forty years ago, which sounded somewhat trivial on a modern guitar sound far more convincing on the instruments they were written for, played according to the states intentions of the composers. Fernando Sor was very specific about how his music was to be played and it's quite different from what later teachers and editors indicated.
One composer I was not familiar with who was quite good and quite interesting is Johann Kaspar Mertz (1806-1856), a Hungarian whose enormous number of fantasias on operas of the day are quite a few steps above most of those by better known composers for more mainstream instruments. Here is his magnificent take-off of Verdi's Sicilian Vespers which Jerry Williard plays brilliantly on a guitar by the fine French builder Francois Lacote.
But even more impressive is the recent practice of playing music of the early 19th century on guitars from the period or on guitars made in the quite different style of guitar used then. Many of the same pieces I studied more than forty years ago, which sounded somewhat trivial on a modern guitar sound far more convincing on the instruments they were written for, played according to the states intentions of the composers. Fernando Sor was very specific about how his music was to be played and it's quite different from what later teachers and editors indicated.
One composer I was not familiar with who was quite good and quite interesting is Johann Kaspar Mertz (1806-1856), a Hungarian whose enormous number of fantasias on operas of the day are quite a few steps above most of those by better known composers for more mainstream instruments. Here is his magnificent take-off of Verdi's Sicilian Vespers which Jerry Williard plays brilliantly on a guitar by the fine French builder Francois Lacote.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
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