Blogger Book Club II: Mirror, Mirror...

Welcome to the second Blogger Book Club. Today we dive into Dave Hickey's The Invisible Dragon: Essays on Beauty. For anyone out there who would like to play along, please don't be shy about jumping in. We'll pass the Chex Mix your way.

In preparation for this convo, Corey and I had a quick phone chat yesterday about how Hickey's arguments, based in the world of visual art, can and cannot be applied to the field of music. Has music faced the same conflicts in the 20th century that Hickey points to in the art world? Has the result been the same? Corey and I came up with a lot of questions about approaching these ideas, but I can't say we hit on any brilliant summary judgments just yet.

On the surface of things, there were some easy parallels to chart as I read. Something of a "Who Cares If You Look?" change in the relationship between the artist, the art, and the observer, in which the observer--once the point in this ménage à trois--was made to feel unwelcome, abused, or blatantly ignored. Yup, that arguments has a familiar refrain to it. Then, there was Hickey's mention of the sheer wrongness of approaching the work of a living artist in the same way we approach classics from the canon whose context and political struggles are so far detached from our own reality. Been there, seen that in music as well. But the most frequent point the essays came back to was how it's not the marketplace, but the protective institutions that have sprung up around the "art" and the "bureaucrats" who run them that filters our consumption of art and skews how we digest it, all in the name of good shepherding. Our private impressions of art outside of these institutions and the language we most respond to is something different than the experience of encountering art on a white wall and reading a wall tag about it, and the cultural impact of that is huge. Hickey suggests that new art might do well to exist outside the museums for a bit, that there might be "work for them to do in the world among the living" first. Can we say the same when it comes to music?

The book, of course, is a collection of "essays on beauty", not so much describing what it is (For definitions, he points to Baudelaire: that what is beautiful is "always strangely familiar and vaguely surprising.") as what it can do (sell, seduce, advertise, connect, challenge, change). What is beauty in music and is it employed to do the same kinds of things?