October 31, 2005
Part 1: Introduction to the Problem
Episode 1: Mark, Jed, and Beny Moré
This isn't a book yet, and not quite even the draft of a book. It's a riff, an adventure, an improvisation heading toward a book.
And I’m not sure how to start. The most obvious way would be to list the problems classical music seems to have, much as I’ve discussed them in my blog. The aging audience. Shrinking ticket sales. The increasing (if not yet fatal) difficulty that classical music institutions have in raising money. Declining media coverage. The disappearance of so many classical radio stations. And so on, moving down a long and troubling list, though I could also list some hopeful signs. Youth orchestras are thriving. Music schools are packed with students. Orchestral musicians now are younger than their audience; surely that should be a sign of hope.
But I think it’s dull to start like that. And anyway I think the problems go much deeper than any facts and figures can convey. Are performances of classical music very interesting, these days? Are they creative? Surprising? Individual? Why all the emphasis—in program notes, for instance, or music education—on scholarship, history, and technical analysis? If all this is changing (which it is), is it changing fast enough? And what’s our relation—all of us in the classical music world—to contemporary culture? Theater companies do plays by living playwrights; classical musicians, in striking contrast, play music from the past. And, sure, there’s more new classical music played now than there was 10 years ago, but how much of it sounds new? How much of it sounds like the world outside the concert hall, the world we really live in?
To address those deeper questions, I need another way to write the book. I need to talk about the culture outside classical music, and I also have to talk—very specifically, and with a lot of love—about music itself. So I’m going to start by talking about a musician who isn’t classical, though he’s certainly a classical in his own tradition—Beny Moré, the greatest Cuban singer of the 1950s.
Why Beny Moré? Simply because I’ve just been listening to him, and because, if I want to write, honestly and thoroughly, about the culture outside classical music, I have to write about the way I live in that culture. And so I have to say that I’ve been unpacking boxes of old pop CDs that I’ve had in storage, while my wife and I waited to move into our new house. In one of these boxes was Beny Moré. I’d bought the CD when I visited Havana in 1999 to write about classical music in Cuba, for The Wall Street Journal. The CD was an official release of EGREM, the Cuban record company. But it looked homemade, except for the cover (and even that wasn’t exactly printed very skillfully); inside the case was a Verbatim brand recordable CD, with Moré’s music recorded on it, and his name scrawled on it by hand.
And his music just enchanted me. Beny Moré had a high voice, very sweet and smooth, and canny; he could perfectly control what classical singers would call his registers, or in other words his full voice, his falsetto, and every step along the way from one into the other. Any tenor singing opera ought to envy him. He forces us to pay attention, not because he shapes the music lovingly, or sings with powerful emotion, but because he’s willful. He starts one song (called “Mi amor fugaz”) almost by wrestling the music to a halt. His band has been playing, fast and bouncily; then he begins, and grabs the music, forcing it into a slower tempo, making every note a spectacle, putting gaps between the notes, pacing the song any way he wants to, taking us with him, no questions asked, anywhere he goes.
For classical musicians, to sing or play like this would be illegal. You have to learn the proper style for everything you play—Bach goes like this, Mozart goes like that. And then you work within that style. But for Beny Moré (or for any pop or jazz musician, especially the great ones), style is anything he wants to do. He makes his own style.
But most of all, I love his rhythm, the way he floats around the beat, or flies right over it, beneath it, ahead of it, behind it. He places all the notes he sings—or really all the words, because for anyone like this, notes have no meaning without the words attached to them—anywhere he thinks they ought to be. And he sounds as if he chooses where that is only at the moment when he’s singing.
This, too, doesn’t often happen in classical music. Or at least it doesn’t happen now. From descriptions of long-ago performances, we can learn that classical pianists used to let the melodies they played with their right hands float apart from the accompanying rhythms that their left hands shaped. And opera singers in the 19th century would slip away from their orchestral accompaniment.
But in our time, classical music stays, if not in lockstep with the beat, then at least in strong agreement with it. If anything gets varied in the rhythm, the entire tempo changes; the music speeds up, or slows down, and everybody playing—even 100 musicians playing in an orchestra—make those changes all together. This isn’t a good thing, or a bad thing. It’s just a musical style. But it’s also just one musical style among many, and it’s useful to remember—as we set out to look at the problems classical music has right now, and how they might be fixed—that other kinds of music do things that classical music can’t, and also that things that might seem to be purely musical also have a cultural meaning. Another way to put that is that musical styles have causes, and also consequences. It’s hard to imagine any Latin band not having loose and sexy fun with rhythm (Beny Moré’s musicians sound both careless and accomplished, both casual and suave); it’s equally hard, given all the formality of the classical concert hall, to imagine classical musicians being rhythmically free. (Do we need to be that formal? As George Clinton sang, “Free your mind and your ass will follow.” a proposition that, come to think of it, might work just as well the other way round. Once performances get looser the formality might disappear. But we’ll get to all that later.)
And now I want to talk about the gentle guy who cuts my hair. His name is Mark; he likes jazz a lot, especially jazz piano. But sometimes he’ll go browsing in the classical department of a Tower Records store near his salon. Sometimes he’ll buy something, usually piano music. He bought a Martha Argerich CD, he told me, though he couldn’t remember what she was playing; he also bought one by Glenn Gould. These are fabulous choices, pianists who are memorably individual. But there’s a reason why he can’t remember what Martha Argerich played; he doesn’t think about classical music much, and doesn’t know all the classical composers’ names.
And so when Mark goes to Tower’s classical department, he’s mostly confused by what he sees. There are thousands of CDs displayed, almost all of them by performers and composers that he doesn’t know. Many of the CDs have covers with text in foreign languages. Is Mark supposed to think he needs a graduate degree, just to shop for classical recordings?
And if he knows what piece he wants to buy a CD of—maybe he heard it somewhere, or read about it—how can he decide which recording of it he should choose? This is a common problem, much discussed, for at least a decade, by people in the classical music business (including even classical record company executives). But who’s doing anything about it? When I was in Tower about a week before I’m writing this, I saw that some CDs of well-loved masterworks had stickers on them, saying things like “Buy this one! It’s the best!” Other CDs have text on them that tell us they’ve been honored by a British music magazine. (I’ll bet that impresses Mark.)
And making matters worse is how awful many of the CDs look. I found myself staring at a bin with many versions of a Schumann symphony. One of them had a dark, unpleasant, badly printed portrait of Schumann on its cover; it made me feel like I’d enrolled in a class in some amateurish music school. Another CD had a photo of the star conductor who’d recorded it; he was standing with a self-important smirk, wearing blue jeans, a sloppy, untucked dress shirt, and (from an entirely different clothing universe) a completely ridiculous cream-colored vest.
Another conductor, from generations past, looked like an angry schoolmaster. The most appealing CD had a photo on its cover of sunlight filtered through some trees, a photo not exactly good enough for National Geographic, but which at least suggested somebody’s idea of how the music ought to sound. Why, though, should that interest anyone who’s used to more sophisticated images (like the ones we see around us every day)? Classical music, I have to think, hasn’t figured out how to compete in the modern world, or how to lessen Mark’s confusion.
But now imagine Mark’s delight when he found something that could really speak to him. This was a series on the Philips label, called Great Pianists of the Twentieth Century, a really huge release of 100 double-CD sets, each devoted to a single pianist. Imagine seeing that on display, or even part of it. A single “great pianists” CD would be something you could take or leave. You might be suspicious, or at least unsure. How easily could you read the fine-print listing of their names? How could you tell how great the pianists really were?
But a display of many CD sets—now the title seems to be supported by the scope of what you see. Even if you’re not an expert, you might well recognize the biggest names, Horowitz or Artur Rubinstein. That might give you confidence; you’d know the series really had the greatest pianists. You’d see that certain artists had two sets devoted to theme, and that some had even three. You might conclude that someone planned this series carefully. You might wonder about the pianists that you’d never heard of. They’re in this series; they must be good. Simply seeing all the CD packages might make you think the pianists must be very individual. Why else devote two full CDs (or four, or six) to them?
Of course Mark bought a few of these CD sets, and cared enough to tell me about it the next time I saw him. The series isn’t now available; maybe it didn’t sell. But I have to wonder what a record company could do with it, or something like it, if it truly understood the problem that the piano series partly seemed to solve.
Which brings me to my other friend, a therapist named Jed, a quiet man you wouldn’t want to underestimate, because his eyes see right through everything he looks at. Like Mark, he doesn’t spend much time with classical music. But he loves Beethoven’s Pastoral Symphony, a piece that’s warmed by Beethoven’s love of nature, with its birds and storms and flowing brooks.
One day Jed walked past Lincoln Center, and saw a poster for a concert at which some orchestra would play the Pastoral. Impulsively, he bought a ticket. Nothing else that Lincoln Center advertised meant anything to him, not the other pieces on the concert with the Pastoral, not the other concerts advertised on other posters, not the photographs of flashy singers, suave conductors, stirring pianists, or star violinists. All he cared about was the Pastoral. He didn’t even remember if the concert was by the New York Philharmonic, the main orchestra that plays at Lincoln Center, or else by one of the visiting orchestras that come there on tour.
Maybe there’s no reason he should know which orchestra he heard; if he’s not interested, why should anybody force him? But it’s also fair to ask whether Lincoln Center or the Philharmonic—or any other classical music institution—does anything that could ever make him care. What do any of them ever do to seize anyone’s attention, to make anybody feel enough at home with them to think of coming back? They dress in formal clothes. They play the music. They provide a program book, with writing that’s variously empty, vapid, blank, or far too scholarly.
And yes, all this is changing. But is it changing fast enough? And, maybe even more important, intelligently enough? Wouldn’t Jed like other classical pieces besides the Pastoral? What could Lincoln Center and the New York Philharmonic do—without insulting Jed, without implying that he needs some education, without treating him in ways his probing eyes would see right through—to make him want to hear another concert?
But taking Jed’s cue, I want to say I love the Pastoral Symphony myself. I’ve loved it ever since I heard it for the first time, when I was 10, in 1953. My family was musical; my mother gave piano lessons, and I’d hear her practice in the evening, when I was going to sleep. My father was a scientist, but at first he’d thought of being a composer, and then a music critic; he’d listen to music on the radio, and sometimes—very rarely, but always with a lot of feeling—he’d play the piano, too.
My mother gave me piano lessons. But none of this clicked in for me until, for reasons I can’t begin to understand, an uncle whom I hardly knew sent me an opera record for my
birthday. I was nine. The opera was Don Giovanni; the recording was of excerpts, on the Haydn Society label, sung by what I now understand was a mostly Viennese cast, with an Italian, Mariano Stabile, in the title role. I could hear, even at age 10, that Stabile sounded alert, but just a little watery; much later I learned that he was in his 60s when he sang this (old, of course, for any opera singer), and that he’d always been more famous for his acting than his vocal sound.
Not that I cared, at first; I wouldn’t even listen to the record. But my father listened; I sneaked in and listened with him; I fell in love with what I heard, and again I can’t say why. Listening to Don Giovanni as I’m drafting this (to the same recording I had when I was nine), I wonder if it wasn’t Mozart’s sense of character that hooked me. I wouldn’t have understood that then—or rather I wouldn’t have thought the music needed any explanation—but there’s always something going on, a laugh, a sigh, a rush, a sudden stillness as something new begins to happen.
So then I guess someone must have asked what other music I might like. How about a symphony? That apparently meant Beethoven, and Beethoven, in the ‘50s, meant Toscanini, thought to be the greatest conductor who ever lived, who at age 86 still commanded the NBC Symphony, an orchestra created just for him (by the big NBC radio network; classical music was much more popular back then), and which wouldn’t survive after he died. How could it? What would have been the point?
My father bought me Toscanini’s recording of the Pastoral. There were other choices. I remember also looking at an LP of Beethoven’s Third Symphony, the Eroica, on the Urania label, with Wilhelm Furtwängler conducting. He was Toscanini’s opposite, a man driven by an inner vision, while Toscanini…but it doesn’t matter for what I’m saying now. How could I have understood those distinctions? But I clearly remember the way the records looked, and the name of the mostly now forgotten Urania record company; this must have been a pregnant moment in my life. The Toscanini Pastoral turned out to serve me well. I loved it. I bought it once again, a week or so before I’m drafting this, and it was fun to hear how beautifully it sings; less fun to understand (I didn’t hear this when I was 10) that it never, ever smiles; and most fun of all to discover, a few years ago, when I gave a talk on all the Beethoven symphonies, that the Pastoral was still my favorite.
Maybe that’s because I was swayed by the warmth of childhood memories. But I’ve also come to love the way the Pastoral never strains or strives, compared to Beethoven’s Third and Fifth and Seventh symphonies, and most of all his sprawling Ninth. I also love the melodies, which sing almost without stopping, throughout the symphony. I think they have a message for us, in these days when classical music is so troubled. They tell us that classical music doesn’t have to be difficult or complicated. Beethoven—in his time as ahead of everybody else as any composer ever was, writing music whose depths have never been exhausted—could still be simple, creating symphonies with moments where there’s nothing else to do except surrender to his melodies.
And then I love the bits of birdsong that Beethoven worked into the background of the Pastoral. That’s especially true in the opening movement, where the music sounds as if it’s full of sun and trees. The birdsongs seem to fill the air, and yet they aren’t obvious; I hear them almost from the corner of my ear, as I might if I were really walking in the countryside. (Later on, near the end of the second movement, Beethoven brings three birds—a nightingale, a cuckoo, and a quail; he even names them in his score—to the center of his stage, but though that’s sweet, it also strikes me as a stunt, or at best a special effect. What’s interesting is how he finds the perfect place to do this trick, a moment when the music, birds or not, decides it wants to stop, and by stopping gives the birds the space to sing.)
And then there’s history. Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, we’re always told, is a revolutionary work. It broke the frame that symphonies fit into. The last movement grows directly from the one before. The music never stops, as it would have in a standard symphony; instead it darkens, slowly gathers strength, and then bursts free. It almost seems to speak to us, announcing that its triumph can’t be lightly earned. (Beethoven gives that triumph extra weight by adding extra instruments—a piccolo, a contrabassoon, and three trombones—that hadn’t, up to then, been part of anyone’s symphonic orchestra. The trombones, especially, add gravitas. Conductors these days like a smooth orchestral sound, and blend the trombones into the rest of the orchestra, but to me that’s wrong; their triumphant, unexpected entrance should be plainly heard, cutting through the other instruments with blazing heat.)
But the Pastoral—Beethoven’s Sixth Symphony, written at the same time as the Fifth—breaks through the frame even more decisively, though it’s not as strongly given credit for that, perhaps because it’s supposed to be a placid piece. The last three movements are connected. And they tell a story. All the movements of this symphony have titles. The first is “Awakening of happy feelings on arrival in the country” (that’s the usual translation from Beethoven’s German; it tells us immediately that classical music isn’t a contemporary art). The second is “Scene by the Brook.” And the next three are “Merry Gathering of the Countryfolk,” “Thunderstorm,” and then “Happy and Grateful Feelings After the Storm.” Thus the Pastoral, just like the Fifth, climbs out of the symphonic frame, and even more strongly seems to talk to us, saying how it earned the celebration at the end by going through a storm. (Which Beethoven underlined again with extra instruments, though this time using only two trombones.)
But now I’m going open the parenthesis from the middle of the last paragraph, and look again at what I said about classical music not being a contemporary art. This really is a problem, and it raises questions even about this symphony, no matter how much I say I love it. Look again at the titles of those final movements. What kind of storm was that made everyone so thankful when it finished? We don’t react to ordinary storms like that. And extraordinary storms (I’m writing this just after the three big 2005 hurricanes, Katrina, Rita, and Wilma) cause so much destruction that gratitude—especially, I’d think, the wholehearted singing gratitude in Beethoven’s finale—seems simply wrong, as anyone’s reaction once the battering is over.
I won’t make a great fuss about anything like this, or at least not yet; that will happen later in the book. And of course I understand that the Pastoral finale can be interpreted as something deeper than it seems, as profound rejoicing after trouble that’s much worse than any storm. But we usually don’t go there; the symphony is talked about as if ideas and sentiments from the distant past could speak to us directly, like a current novel, or the evening news. If this final movement were a painting—“Peasants Celebrating After a Thunderstorm”—we could study it and then walk on. But music gets to us more strongly. It envelops us; we can’t escape from it. And so the rejoicing, if it moves us very deeply, really needs some explanation. Why should we be aroused because the storm is over? The peasants might have had their reasons; Beethoven had his. But what are ours?
[The Beny Moré CD I listened to is Beny Moré de Verdad, available from Tower Records as a special import. But you’d probably get quicker shipping on Grandes Exitos Del Ritmo, Volumes 1 and 2, released on Sony’s Latin label, and a bargain at $12.99 for the two-disc set. Neither of these recordings has sound samples on the Tower site, but you can go here for a lovely taste of “Mi amor fugaz.”]
(Coming next, on November 14: What Jed would have seen at his concert; the odd and contradictory blankness of classical performances. And also why that blankness matters, why it’s not enough to say, as many do, that classical music is in trouble only because people are no longer taught to understand it.)
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Posted by gsandow on October 31, 2005 3:46 AM
COMMENTS
"But music gets to us more strongly. It envelops us; we can’t escape from it."
We meet again, and under such auspicious circumstances. It is quite a set of wandering queries you float in your chaplet (a small chapel?) A tedious fellow from Caius has just published a 'drome' arguing that Poetry is the highest art form; he might have some Tory aesthetic history you can borrow.
But seriously, do you think there is a fundamental need to re-create 'classical' music? Glyndebourne just finished expanding its hall to fit more people. No one can get a billet to Covent Garden; the Proms is booming (even though Albert Hall isn't air conditioned and the concerts are in the summer). And I see horrible new opera all the time. But then I have to suffer through La Boheme and Butterfly, which are thoroughly mediocre.
After researching and ruminating on the attacks and defenses of poesie from Plato to the NEA, my conclusion was that the arts are notoriously healthy, and just won't go away. Now, the institutions may change. (And I am a UN delegate to the WSIS in November in Tunis, where I am proposing an entire new concept of "intellectual property".) But Mozart will still be around.
NB: I've always talked while I performed (a friend who does research on chick brains says it has something to do with white noise in the frontal lobe). And, in at least one Bach work, I don't play hands together.
Always good to have a positive view. Sometimes I think that classical music these days might be like Russia in 1916, a year before the revolution. Yes, you can go to concerts packed with interested people. Just as, in 1916, the Tsar may well have had glorious soireés in his palace. And then the deluge.Or as somebody I know said a couple of years ago, "Classical music is like East Germany a month before the Wall fell."
There are certainly classical music institutions in the US with falling ticket sales -- the Metropolitan Opera being one scary example. But it's worth pondering (as Christine said in a later e-mail) what happens if major institutions die. Mozart will still be around. But a lot of musicians will be out of work. Already there are signs (see a recent story in the Pittsburgh newspaper, for instance) that there's less freelance work for classical musicians than there used to be.
These are big questions. I wish I had Christine's delicious good humor.
Posted by: christine at October 31, 2005 3:03 PM
First of all, thanks for adding to my blog addiction. I was particularly intrigued by your story about Mark in the classical section of Tower records. Yes, the record companies may not "get" how to market classical music, but I am an advocate that this shortcoming can be compensated at the local level.
I have found that my experiences in places like Tower are very similar to Mark's despite the fact that I buy lots of classical recordings. Here in Seattle, Tower is pretty much the only place to buy classical recordings. My biggest peeve is that most stores that carry any classical here usually relegate the section to the very back of the
store making it even more uninviting to the casual browser. Many is the time I have had to push though carts packed with material to be stocked to browse through the classical section. I am sure that the casual browser is not go to resort to this, but rather just move on.
Most disheartening is the lack of guidance provided by the stores. This stands in marked contrast to the stores catering to the independent rock crowd. Most neighborhoods in Seattle host an independent music store that features very a opinionated staff that is more than willing to guide you on your way whether you want them to or not. In addition all of the stores feature racks of "Staff Picks" usually accompanied by snarky notes about why they like the recordings. It is certainly cheaper to buy the recording online, so I have to think that it is this guidance that keeps these places alive.
Can it really be that this model is not applicable to classical music? I would really like to believe that a city the size of Seattle can support such a venture. Maybe I am just dreaming. What I wouldn't give to go into classical music store and have an opera queen (I mean that in the best possible sense) gush on about a recording of a singer
I have never heard of, or provide a very opinionated alternative to the latest crossover craze. A snarky staff pick about why I should listen to Leonie Rysanek rather than the soprano of the moment, bring it on. You better believe I would return to that store.
A slightly unrelated note. I am currently obsessed with 20/21th century music. An obsession started in all places the ballet. A short piece to a Gyorgy Ligeti piano etude, turned me into a Ligeti freak and provided an entry to contemporary music. There are lots on avenues into classical music, even contemporary music. I guess the
problem is finding them and making them inviting.
Many thanks for this. At the NYC Tower branch at Lincoln Center, there are a few staff picks. Very sweet, not too convincing, mostly for classical performances from past generations, full of gushing language like "absolutely wonderful!"
Not sure I can blame record stores for putting classical in the back. Sales are low; better put the top-selling stuff in the front. In Tower's case, I can't quite imagine how they can afford the big classical departments they still have in some stores. The revenue per square foot (or however stores calculate such things) must be miniscule.
Greg
Note that there are more comments on the book, attached to my entry on comments.
Posted by: Toby at November 2, 2005 3:11 PM
Your description of "The Pastoral" made me grin: "If this final movement were a painting—“Peasants Celebrating After a Thunderstorm”—we could study it and then walk on. But music gets to us more strongly. It envelops us; we can’t escape from it. And so the rejoicing, if it moves us very deeply, really needs some explanation."
Since you are a music critic and composer, I understand your bias. However, a masterpiece in any media may move many of us just as deeply. It's just that with recorded music, it's so much easier to repeatedly commune with both a masterpiece and its interpreters.
A very good point, especially (as you say) for an aurally inclined person like myself.I do think music -- classical music, anyway -- can be inescapable in performance. A piece starts, and you're basically stuck listening to it until it's over. So maybe the emotional immersion, while equally strong from other media, has an especially enveloping quality in music.
Posted by: Susan Hood at November 3, 2005 12:50 PM
The subject of your book-in-progress is near and dear to me, and my head is spinning with all sorts of thoughts right now. I'll begin with a story similar to those you've told here. I once went to an all-classical Tower annex in Los Angeles with a friend who doesn't listen to classical music. Looking at the wall-to-wall volumes of CDs, he said "how do you even know where to start?" I suspected he wasn't asking "do you start with A and then work toward Z when browsing CDs." I think he meant "how do you know what to listen to, how do you discern one recording from another?" This got me thinking about how someone new to this music would start, and it made me realize that many people probably find classical music daunting and threatening, even though it isn't.
Now, he could start by reading classical music magazines such as Gramophone or Fanfare. But unless he has musical training or years of experience listening to recordings, it's likely these publications will scare him away. As it is practiced today, music criticism is largely about looking for perfection in performances, about technical minutiae, about arguments regarding which recordings and performers are better than others, and much of it is written with the assumption that readers have substantial musical knowledge. But I can imagine that my friend would only come away from these magazines with bemusement, confusion, or lack of interest.
I've always believed that certain habits of thought prevail in criticism of any kind, and they are very hard to escape. In reading music criticism lately (and in my own writing about music, which I don't do professionally), I've wondered if a change is necessary. Is the way we think and write about music helpful? Why don't critics talk more about the experience of listening to a recording, about the aural and sensual and emotional aspects of a concert? Why don't we talk more about what great music means to us, how it makes us feel?
I realize that writing about music in this manner is very difficult; it's hard not to sound trite or cliched, hard to avoid purple prose. But perhaps it's what classical music needs to make it more appealing, to keep it alive. Enthusiasm and passion and articulation are infectious, and classical music needs champions who can talk in ways that affect people.
I read magazines like Gramophone regularly (and there's a part of my brain that loves the technical discussions), but I rarely remember what I've read. Only rarely is a review truly memorable. Bryce Morrison's recent review of Daniel Barenboim's recording of Book II of Bach's Well-Tempered Clavier is one of the rare ones. He did mention some of the technical aspects of Barenboim's playing, but throughout the entire review there was a very clear sense of great affection and admiration. And even though Morrison maintained that purists wouldn't like this CD, he didn't seem to care. Most of all, he concluded with something I personally thought was wonderful. He said: "For Barenboim, as for Andras Schiff, Bach is the most 'romantic' of composers and his imaginative fullness and delicacy laugh to scorn a less bold or inclusive view. How Jacqueline du Pre, his late wife, would have warmed to such performances; this is music-making after her own heart." It's the kind of comment that I believe is too rare in music writing, and it's the very thing that made me purchase the CD.
So we need, I believe, more ardent expressions of genuine appreciation. Of course, as you argue here, there are many more issues than this, some of which have to do with presentation. I agree about classical music CD covers. The way the major labels used to (and sometimes still do) package the music makes it seem as if only antiquarians would be interested in the stuff. Thankfully, minor labels like Black Box and Naive and Onyx and ECM are offering more exciting, more appealing covers. The major labels are finally, reluctantly, changing in this respect, but much more needs to be done before people like my friend can walk into a classical music store and feel welcome and believe with confidence that starting with classical music will be exciting and rewarding.
Thanks so much for these thoughts, impressions, anecdotes, opinions. You've given an example of the way music might be written about -- from a personal, rather than historical, theoretical, or analytical point of view. I've advocated that kind of writing very strongly, and tried to practice it myself. Some others do, as well. I'd certainly recommend my favorite critics of the past, George Bernard Shaw and Virgil Thomson. And also my wife, Anne Midgette, who's currently a music critic for the New York Times. Check out this recent review of hers, to see what I mean. I've often asked the Juilliard students I teach to pick some piece they play, and find a way to tell people who don't know classical music what they love about it. It's an exercise in learning to do what you're talking about.
You wrote your comment from the heart. Thanks again. And did your friend ever find any classical CDs to buy?
Posted by: Michael S. at November 3, 2005 3:36 PM
Both you and Michael S. write about the difficulty of starting to listen to classical music partly because the sections in stores are large, if I may thus sum up the matter.
I myself am fairly new to classical music, in the sense that I had no unvoluntary contacts with the field... I first started at 14 to just buy records of this and that, mainly budget priced.
There probably is no other way to start, unless you have friends to tell you what to buy, or let you have a go at their (hopefully large) CD collection.
Unfortunately, stores are not especially known to employ experts in things other than mere selling, so there's no help to be expected in that respect.
Other than that, I see one basic flaw in the whole argumentation: that all this (complexity, confusion) should be limited to classical music. It's the very same situation when you want a "best of" compilation of any major pop artist, or almost anything else in the field of any other kind of music. You don't usually go buy "a CD of guitar rock" and therefore to want a "CD of piano music" is probably the wrong notion to start becoming something of an expert, or just somebody who feels delighted rather than intimidated in front of a huge shelf of records. You might get a CD of piano music, and that's that.
There are lots of libraries offering CDs with classical music where you could weigh Klemperer against Bernstein, but if you just want to read some Shakespeare, it, too, might not be the best idea to start and compare editions. That'll come soon enough.
You raise a good point, one I've thought about a lot. Why should the situation of classical music be unique? Of course somebody without any knowledge of pop would be baffled in a record store. I think the difference, though, is that classical music is shrinking, and needs to find ways to make itself more accessible. And, to put this more strongly, to make itself more interesting, and even more artistic. To SAY something, if you'll excuse me shouting. The pop department of a record store is thronged with people who know what they're looking at. The classical department is relatively empty, and even many of the people who go there interested to buy something don't know what they're lookking at.
You're right when you say there are many ways to start listening. But most people, even those with some mild degree of interest, may not ever do that. We need to understand why.
Posted by: Daniel Syrovy at November 4, 2005 9:32 AM
Greg,
I found myself responding most to your story about Jed and the Pastoral on a different basis.
You make the point that classical music is not a contemporary art. And I think implicit in that is the feeling that it makes it less vital, or even non-vital. (You say earlier about theaters doing living playwrights, etc.)
But theaters also do plays by dead playwrights. Shakespeare's a popular fellow and he predates almost all canonical classical music. And old movies are popular. There are TV stations that show endless reruns of Leave it to Beaver and Gilligan's Island.
I'm being a little silly in that, but I think a hugely relevant distinction is that most classical music is, by nature, abstract. I don't think our culture's particularly good about abstraction. I think in the media-driven, celebrity-addled, television-saturated, hyper-marketed society that we have, something as abstract as a symphony, that has no meaning or narrative or pictorialization, falls flat with most people.
Pieces that aren't abstract -- operas and symphonic poems, primarily -- have other difficulties; foreign language is a barrier to the former, and not having the first clue about the program is a barrier to the latter, which would render Totentanz to be it as abstract as, say, either Mozart G-minor Symphony.
I think the great difficulty about classical music's reception nowadays is that people approach art wanting to know what it *means,* what it's about. A play or a movie, no matter when it was written/produced, has a story; at it's most basic level, the meaning can be just what the story is. If they don't know what it's about, it's far easier to dislike it, or be confused.
So most people don't know what classical music's about because trio sonatas and string quartets aren't really about anything. Non-classical music, 99% of which are songs, with lyrics in a language its listeners understand, is like a movie or a play; it's about whatever the singer is singing about. Love, loneliness, patriotism, why birds suddenly appear, cop-killing, you name it.
But to the point: I posit that the Pastoral's different. Not only is it one of the most perfectly evocative program pieces ever created, Disney helpfully supplied the world with some very well-matched visuals; as a result, everybody who's seen Fantasia "gets" the Pastoral Symphony. (Same for Sorceror's Apprentice, for that matter.) So it doesn't surprise me that Jed professes a love for the Pastoral, presuming he's seen Fantasia, but doesn't particularly care about the orchestra playing it. I'm not saying that he sees centaurs and unicorns and satyrs in his head while the music's playing, but that this is a piece of music whose story he knows.
David, thanks for all of this. Very good thoughts. Very helpful to me. I think we disagree about the abstraction of classical music, though. I don't think the pieces in the standard repertoire seemed abstract when they were written. The musical language was familiar; many of its detailed connotations were familiar. In the Baroque era, everybody knew which affect every piece of music had; they could also recognize the dance rhythms in virtually every piece. Audiences in Mozart's or Beethoven's time followed -- or so I believe -- sonata form like a narrative, or an adventure. Thus the applause during the premiere of Mozart's Paris Symphony, when the audience heard a new theme it liked. I've taught the first movement of that symphony in one of my Juilliard courses as an example of musical entertainment, the furthest thing possible from an abstraction. If you look at this historically, I think you'll find that the notion of music as abstact is relatively recent, in the longer sweep of things, pretty much unknown before World War II. People didn't hear or perform Beethoven, for instance, as any kind of abstract music. You can tell that from how the music was written and talked about, by both listeners and musicians. The idea that classical music is abstract, I'd argue, is something that could only arise at a time when classical music has essentially become music of the past. That is, we don't recognize the non-abstract cultural cues that gave immediate meaning to the music when it was new, so we're forced to think of it as abstract.
Posted by: David Ezer at November 4, 2005 1:17 PM
I like what your wife wrote in her review: "the strengths lay in small touches, bright thoughts and easy vigor." Other critics might be more inclined to focus on rubato, or faithfulness to the text, or the presence of wrong notes, but your wife instead gravitated towards the experential side of the performance. That's the sort of thing I was stressing in my previous comment, although I'd also like to stress that I do believe that music is performance, and so discussions of the purely musical and technical aspects of recordings and concerts are certainly necessary and welcome.
The friend who visited the Tower classical annex with me did not buy any CDs, and over time I think he just decided that classical music wasn't for him, which is okay, in the sense that we all have the right not to like something. I have tried to make this music palatable to people who are unfamiliar with it, and it's not an easy thing to do. Thinking about all this in the context of David's very interesting comments about abstraction makes me wonder something (and I'm just thinking out loud here, so I'm not sure how coherent my argument might be). If it's not a matter of abstraction, could it be one of development? In other words, perhaps popular music has spoiled listeners. Rock songs might be about something, but the music and the melodies don't develop, certainly not in the way they do in classical music. Listening to classical music requires learning how to recognize development and follow it, and I suspect that modern listeners might find this unappealing or alien. I can speak from experience; having grown up on rock music, it look me a long time to learn how to listen to development and structure in classical music. I now realize that there are narratives here -- but they're sonic instead of verbal.
But, then, thinking about all of this makes me wonder if it's more a matter of presentation, about classical music's presence in our culture, about how it is offered to the public and how the public views it. We have to walk a fine line; it's possible to talk about development in music in a way that makes it seem as if this music is inherently superior. Perhaps it is, but no one takes well to arguments like that. And Jed may not go beyond the Pastoral because, as Greg suggests, maybe the music's practitioners aren't making the music palatable enough. From what I gather, Greg, you're suggesting that are larger cultural issues here, which leads me to another question. Is this a strictly American issue, or is the future of classical music in question in its place of origin, Western Europe? How many Jeds could one find there?
Glad you liked Anne's review. I agree -- she goes right to the human issues at stake.
I know much less about the issues for classical music elsewhere in the world. Many of my Juilliard students come from other countries, in Europe and in Asia, and they all say the problems are similar there, though maybe more advanced in the US. They certainly expect Europe and Asia to have problems just as serious in a couple of years. In Britian, there seems to be a decline in the number of people studying the less popular orchestral instruments (viola, bassoon, and so on). That hasn't been reported in the US, as far as I know.
The abstraction/development issue is pretty complicated, and I'm grateful for all the talk about it in these comments, and especially to David for bringing it up. It's something I'll have to think very seriously about, and address in the book. I continue to think that the cultural cues in music are very important -- that if you're familiar with the language of the music, and the meanings musical gestures are expected to have in the culture the music comes from, it's much easier to follow what's going on. I asked David, in an e-mail, whether just possibly vocal music, even rock songs, might depend on this. That is, the words don't make vocal music intellgible, but rather our reaction to the music..
There's also a question of audience reaction, and performance. In Mozart's time, and very likely through much of the 19th century, people applauded the moment they heard something they liked. That implies more vigorous listening than we do now. And performances can be designed to show listeners what's going on in the music. Brahms, I was amazed and delighted to learn, said that tempo changes in his music should be exaggerated for the sake of performers who didn't know the pieces yet. At least one other notable musician in the 19th century said that this should be done also for the sake of audiences. This is something we never hear about now. Audiences are supposed to hear the music however it's performed, and accept it. Nobody thinks of finding a way, within the performance, to reach out and make the music speak more directly. I'll bet this thought will be very controversial now.(/i>
Posted by: Michael at November 4, 2005 5:05 PM
Maybe I'm out of the ordinary on this, but when I find my interest piqued in something, I do one thing: research. I go to the library and find books on the subject, check the Internet, ask friends if they know anything about the subject, whether it's music, art, astronomy, Anarcho-syndicalism etc. I don't expect to be coddled or things made easy for me. I just dive in.
In the late 80's I figured the one musical genre I'd not really explored was opera. So, I looked up what the local Los Angeles Opera was doing and saw it was Britten's A Midsummer Nights Dream. I bought a cheap ticket ($20)--don't get me started about the whining that goes on about ticket prices--went, didn't understand a thing except the plot that I knew from reading the play but loved the overall experience (it was a great production as it turns out; it was revived years later and I loved it even more the second time since I knew the opera like the back of my hand).
So, what did I do? I went the next day to Tower, got the only Britten opera on CD at the time (the Britten/Pears Peter Grimes) and just dove in. I listened to it over and over and over. I checked out books about opera, books about Britten, started talking to clerks at Tower and so on. I soon was trawling the used LP bins for cheap Wagner opera sets etc. Today, I'd test my knowledge of 20th century opera, especially post-WWII stuff, against any critic.
In other words, I didn't expect to be hand held through the process of learning about opera, I did it myself. There's simply no excuse, in this age of the Internet, for someone to claim that there's no guidance out there. There's dozens of books in the "Opera for Dummies" or "Opera for beginners" genre and dozens of websites in a similar vein.
Go to Amazon, search for "Beethoven symphonies" and you'll find a list of recordings and VERY opinionated reviews of the various performances that almost always say "this is good, but get the [insert conductor/orchestra]". Read a few pages of reviews, you'll get an idea of the performances that are considered first rate. Buy one of the recordings that are commonly mentioned ("Get the Karajan 1963 Berlin"), listen to it, then listen to it again, and then again and....
As you can tell, I have no patience with the "But...but....it's all so bewildering!" thing. I too was once a total novice with both the orchestral repetoire and opera but I was pro-active, not a passive consumer frightened away by the fact that people knew far more about the subjects than I did.
Sorry if this sounds harsh, I'm more than happy to talk to people who are novices about opera if they express an interest--sadly, I usually can't instill my love of Birtwistle in them!--I'm just utterly baffled that anyone could claim there's no help out there for the newcomer. [Apologies if this contains typos, the preview function isn't working]
Henry, thanks for this, and I can only congratulate you on your interest, your determination, your initiative, and your enjoyment of everything you've loved. (Except Birtwistle. I have trouble there myself.) You must have a very busy and fulfilling life, and if everybody was like you, politics, among so many other things, would be a lot better than it is. Candidates wouldn't be running misleading TV ads, because everyone would be investigating their claims, and discovering the truth.
Which is my way of suggesting one limitation of what you've said. People could do what you mention, but they don't. Blame them if you want, but remember also that not everyone can put everything that interests them at the center of their life, or even near it. So there are many people who'd like to know more about classical music, but don't put it as high on their priority list as you apparently did.
What would happen if businesses that sell to the public depended on people like you? They'd probably go out of business, because their sales would be low. That's why everybody tries to find ways to get the public interested. You can wish things were different, try to educate other people, try to reform the world…but meanwhile we have to deal with the world as it is.
Besides, if the classical music business made things easier for newcomers, wouldn't more people eventually be inspired to follow your path?
Posted by: Henry Holland at November 5, 2005 3:09 AM
Thank you for including me in this forum. After reading the first offering and comments I can't help to think that there's material for more than one book here.
The changes taking place with this genre are part of a greater culture shift. I don't believe the problem or direction can be corrected by tweaking this or that; there is going to be fundamental changes in the marketplace that can't be controlled by any one entity. The best we can do is be poised to adjust to changes as they occur.
I think we can learn about the future by looking to the past (forgive the cliche, please). There have been times of transition in culture during the last five hundred years. One example that comes to mind is the state of music in the thirteeth century, the subsequent changes that brought about the work of Palestrina. My point is that there were many factors outside of the music world itself that effected this change. Disease, wars, migration of peoples, religious upheaval and the rise of nations all helped to bring about these changes. I don't know that we will see this dramatic example in our time but the larger societal context should be in our thinking.
Yes, let's hope we don't see a dramatic change in context! Global warming…endless war…vast increases in the price of oil, before we're prepared with alternatives…more intense terrorism…we don't want any of that.But you raise a terrific point, and I mean to address that in the book. The entire third part (see the outline on the top left of the page) will be about changes in our culture. Which, of course, could be (and has been) a book in itself. So you're right; this book could be many books. I'll try to keep it manageable.
Posted by: Bruce Jackson at November 5, 2005 9:23 AM
Greg
Long time no talk. Now I understand why.
I come at this question, as you know, from a rather different angle than your other posters, having been a musician practically all of my life. (I like to think that I may have been one of the people that opened some of it up for you.)
I have some fairly disconnected thoughts:
I have found a good deal of sympathy for those who are trying to come at "classical" music (what is that, BTW?) from the pop perspective, that is, rock in its endlessly mutable forms. My sympathy comes from the simple fact that outside of its obvious "rock"-bottom values (mostly the beat) , its aesthetic is about as comprehensible to me as that of traditional Chinese opera. That is, when I hear people put one rock performer up and another down, I have no idea what standard they might be using to make that judgment. What usually grabs my attention is something that my own musical values can respond to: a nice turn or phrase, maybe a catchy hook or bass line, or even a bit of instrumental color (of all things, after lo these many decades, I still rememeber the bass-clarinet line in Elvis' "Return to Sender"!).
It's ironic that so much of this discussion has been and will continue to be about records. I've been in a lot of recordings, including some in the great days of Motown (which is a story in itself). Nothing is harder or more removed from the reality of doing music (I refuse to say "making"!) as a living art, except possibly auditions. All in all, I think that recordings have been far more destructive of classical music's values than helpful. (I know this is a disputable position...dispute away !)
Aside from habituating listeners to artificial standards of technical perfection, unreal balances, making music into aural wallpaper, etc. they have turned music for the most part into a spectator activity. I credit Charles Rosen (no relation) with emphasizing in many different contexts the simple but basic point that much of what we consider classical today was meant to be played by its "consumers", not passively attended. Beethoven could not have survived without a playing public, including his pupil and patron Rudolf, the Archduke to whose name is on not only the famous trio, but a lot of chamber music and the Missa Solemnis. Some skill at a musical instrument was expected memebrs of the "cultivated" classes in the Europe of the time in question. Even into our time, many a German-Jewish emigre scientist or doctor was an accomplished player...Einstein was not unusual in this... and I spent many hours in "amateur" chamber music with such people in my younger days.The "hands-on" experience alters your perception of the activity profoundly, no matter at what level of skill you possess, and composers wrote to this constituency --- as a simple example, think of all the sonatas that end quietly. It seems ridiculous, but two summers at a music camp playing catcher on a soft-ball team (you know the place!) made me a much better appreciator of how the game "means", even though the difference between me as a player and the even worst professional is galaxy-wide. Without some revival of this sort of possibility, I have little hope for the survival of the art that has defined most of my life.
As for the Pastoral , you might be amused to know that as a member of the Festival Casals, I was privileged to particpate in Casals' last performances as a conductor...and it was the Pastoral, which he said at the end was his favorite, and for many of the same reasons mentioned in the previous posts. Make of this what you will...
And finally, was the angry school-teacher George Szell? If so, that is an excellent description...but no one did Schumann better, IMNSHO.
Yes! The “angry schoolteacher” was George Szell. A hundred points for Jerry Rosen, who (to clarify his allusions to our shared past) taught music at a summer arts camp I went to when I was what…14 years old? Maybe a little older. I remember a little later hearing him play Bartok in, of all places, the Café Figaro, a New York coffeehouse (no relation to the Figaro that now exists on vaguely the same spot on Bleecker Street).
I’m grateful for all of Jerry’s comments. He’s as experienced a musician as we’ll ever meet, and I agree with much of what he says. The gap between classical music and pop is surprisingly large, especially so since a fair number of people (maybe a lot of people) very comfortably enjoy both. This is something I’m going to write about extensively (I think) in this book.
It’s interesting that many, many pop music listeners do make their own music, as most classical listeners (as Jerry points out) do not. That can even extend to making their own recordings, which anyone can do these days with a computer, a microphone, and a thousand dollars’ worth of software. (Maybe less.) That might be one of the many reasons pop is thriving, while classical music isn’t.
Posted by: Jerry Rosen at November 6, 2005 3:12 PM
You offer many thoughts of interest, and caused several memories to surface, regarding hearing music for the first time and how to interest people in listening to classical music.
In 2001-02 season of the NY Philharmonic, I sat next to a young (20's) man who had come to hear Rachmaninoff Rhapsody (Paganini variations) for the first time, in person. He explained that he had heard it for the first time in a movie, and had bought every version available to him. He had never been interested in classical music until that movie introduced him to what he considered a
beautiful piece.
After the performance by an eccentric nordic artist who shall remain unnamed, he turned to me, disappointed, and said, "It didn't sound right. It didn't sound like any recording I have."
Learning music exclusively from recordings can be unhelpful, in that the performances are usually made in such optimal conditions that all surprise is removed. Live performances make the best introduction to a new piece of music. I have found that watching an orchestra play an already familiar piece (familiar, from listening to recordings), helps me listen in a different way. Seeing heightens understanding of how the music is put together. The structure of the composition and the performance then becomes obvious and exciting.
Going back to the disappointed young man at the NY concert, I suggested to him that he continue to go to concerts and to hear other pianists play the Rachmaninoff. His experience of the piece would grow with every encounter. I think that his interest in classical music will be ongoing because of a fortuitous convergence of events: movie, recordings, concerts, disappointment in a particular performance. All these things create longing for perfection and the ultimate joy of a great performance.
In regard to choosing the "right" recording of a piece based on the cover art: one never knows what one is getting. That's why I have so many performances of the same pieces by different artists in my collection. It starts as hit or miss, and then becomes a quest for the best performance. And, just when I think I've discovered the what I think is the best, my sister, a concert pianist and teacher and her husband, also, shoot me down and say, "But you haven't heard "so and so." It's an ever-changing experience, echoing what several have described music as being: life!
Margaret, thanks for this. It's interesting, and hopeful, to see how sometimes people come to classical music all by themselves, without any need for "outreach." It does sound like the Rachmaninoff fan you wrote about was genuinely puzzled by the performance he heard, and maybe even for good reasons! But, as you say, he'll probably get used to a wider variety of performance styles as he listens more, and goes to more concerts. I'm not going to worry so much whether he listens on CD or life, because he's listening so actively -- buying every version he can find of the piece he loves. Though I'd be curious to know one thing -- has he been interested to hear other pieces? Maybe not! There's no accounting (thank God) for the wonderful variety of our fellow human beings.
Posted by: margaret koscielny at November 8, 2005 8:11 PM
I feel that the
general level of classical performances
is quite high,and that there are many outstanding performers
who are imaginative and
individualistic inter-
preters,contrary to what
many cynical critics
and commentators claim.
What those who bemoan
the fact that classical
music from the past is so popular fail to
realize is that there is
currently greater di-
versity of repertoire
being performed today than ever before in the history of Western
classical music,everything from
medieval and renaissance
music to the latest works
by living composers.
I don't think that this is a bad thing;in fact
it's wonderful to have
such a vast arrary of classical works avail-
able to us.There are quite a few contemporary
composers who can't say that their music is being
neglected,such as Glass,Adams,Corigliano,
Henze,Carter,Maxwell
Davies,Heggie,Tan Dun,
Saariaho,and others.
Corigliano's symphony no 1,for example,has been
performed over 800 times
since its premiere about
15 years ago.Not a bad
track record for a contemporary work!
The reasons for the
fact that many people
know little or nothing
about classical music today are complex and
difficult to determine,
but I reject the notion that our symphony
orchestras and opera
companies are to blame
for it,and that they
have failed to make
concertgoing worthwhile;
on the contrary,it has never been more worth-
while.
Comparing the Cuban
singer you speak so
highly of with classical
musicians is comparing
apples and oranges;a
futile thing to do.But
I think that it's a
very unfair comparison.
This singer does not
prove that there is some-
thing lacking in classical
performances today.
Robert and I have had this discussion in many e-mails, and I'm glad he's chosen to continue it here. I certainly agree that the standard of performance is high these days, though I think we need to make some distinctions. In opera, for instance, baroque and contemporary opera are performed very well, and the classic Italian operas are done pretty badly. Musicians from major orchestras have complained to me privately that the standard of conducting isn't high enough, specifically including their own music directors. There's also the question of whether the playing is distinctive or individual enough to be interesting to a wide audience. This is something I'm going to address in my blog. It involves both a comparison with performances of the past, and a challenge to orchestra musicians today -- do they really come on stage each night, determined to excite their audience? After many conversations with musicians, it's clear that the answer isn't "yes."
We also have to ask why ticket sales for classical performances have been declining so steadily for such a long time. This is a hugely serious crisis, hugely underreported in the press. In, again, private conversations with people who run classical music institutions, I've learned how serious it is. It's up to classical music groups to do something about this. If they don't, they'll go out of business, probably faster than anyone expects.
Finally, about apples and oranges. I agree that classical music and Beny Moré are apples and oranges. That was exactly my point, and I'm sorry if I didn't make it clear enough. Classical music thinks its oranges are better than anyone else's apples, when the truth is that they're simply different. The apples also are more in tune with contemporary life, so it would help if classical music stopped talking as if the apples were worthless, and even started adding some apples to its orange pureé.
Posted by: robert berger at November 9, 2005 10:19 AM
Greg:
Appreciate what you're trying to accomplish with your "real time" book. Seems you are starting with two relevant themes: the conflict of an industry that has grown 10-fold in the past 40 years, yet hews with religious vigor to a concert protocol of 150 years ago. So, at a time when each performer or orchestra needs to differentiate itself more in the marketplace, they are stuck in a system that forbids individuality and derides appealing visual elements (whether in how a performer dresses or how a cd is marketed).
The second relevant theme is that any person most attaches to the music they discovered early in life, at vulnerable, impressionable times; they will always cherish most the music that spoke to them as they were coming of age, usually, under the age of 25. If there was classical music, they might attach to that (I did, reluctantly, cuz my dad was an opera freak and pianist; it wasn't until later in life when i studied voice that i actually learned to appreciate it). If pop, R&B, blues, jazz, it might be that. In other words, the most important place for classical music to permeate anyone's life is when they are young - and people important to them, like parents, uncles, aunts, have to show a passion for it.
Bottom line: there's more competition, and more appealing competition, for the youngest ears now, and the generation of influence - parents and mentors - are far less likely to have developed a wide range of musical interests themselves to offer any opinions about. That means the youngest ears now find classical music through the newest ways: by downloading, by online buzz, by recommendation from a friend.
Classical institutions as a whole (except for the recent BBC Beethoven recording download experiment) don't get this. It's the old story: if you keep delivering new wine in old bottles, the bottles will eventually break and the wine be spilt.
Thanks, Willa. We could make long lists of the things classical music institutions don't get. They're trying, God bless them, but the transition to their future -- aka their transition from the past into the present -- is difficult for them.
Willa, by the way, is the music critic of the Newark Star-Ledger, and (among other good things) one of the best reporters I've read, when it comes to journalistic coverage of arts stories. She put together the monumental study of music critics in America, sponsored (I hope I'm getting this right) by the Music Critics Association of North America and the National Arts Journalism Program (the one that used to be at Columbia University). She's also way cool as a human being.
Posted by: Willa Conrad at November 9, 2005 10:29 AM
Hi Greg,
How pleasing that people have responded to your collection of anecdotes (or anecdote-based riffs?) with stories of their own. I think it shows that you've started to go about this in just the right way, getting to the big issues by going through real life situations that obviously resonate with your readership.
My reaction was less along the lines of what you wrote than how you wrote it; perhaps it's because I've been familiar with many of your ideas for some time.
I liked all the elements of your three anecdotes: the dissembling about how you came to it, the detailed description of the actual moment in question, the bigger issues the story raises in classical music today, your personal stories about various aspects. But, I felt like my attention was jerked back and forth between these different elements. I didn't really put together what you were getting at - except possibly for the second story - until I thought about it later. The bigger points in each, that I might connect to bigger points in the other stories, or the book as a whole - didn't jump out at me when I was reading and it felt a bit like I was reading you wander around. Later I saw more consistency in everything, and felt like I could organize the chapter in my head. So, I guess I'm saying I think the rhetorical structure could be more obvious. After all, many in the target audience may have no resonance with Mozart's sense of character, the concept of rubato, or the covers of classical CD jackets, so erring on the crisp clean side with respect to thought progression might have its benefits with a variety of readers.
Eric, thanks. I've come to the same conclusion myself. I've also heard from two people privately that they had trouble following the thread, but you're the first to say it publicly, and I'm grateful. Might spark some further reaction. In any case, i've been thinking about how to tie my points together better, and will take a shot at it, in fact, when I summarize this first episode at the start of the second one.
That said, I'm trying something that might work wonderfully, or might not work at all -- namely, to write a book in which (as in a novel) various threads come and go. I obviously need to work harder to tie the threads together, but it's also true that the structure will work best when a reader has the whole book to go through, not just a short excerpt. I don't mean this as a copout ("You can't understand what I'm doing until you read the whole thing.") It's more like a wistful observation -- I'm putting myself at a disadvantage, with the structure I'm trying to use.
Posted by: Eric Barnhill at November 11, 2005 4:05 PM
So there are many people who'd like to know more about classical music, but don't put it as high on their priority list as you apparently did.
Then that's *their* problem, not the covers used on CD booklets, not the art form itself, not the marketing department of the Boston Symphony etc. As I wrote before, there's a whole industry built on introducing people to opera/classical, from the most simplistic "This is a clarinet" books on tape things to 400 page doorstoppers listing virtually every standard repetoire piece with 3 recommended recordings/DVD's, so if somebody can't take 15 minutes on a lunch break at work to type "opera for beginners" in Google and go from there (I just did and it returned 1,700,000 hits; of course most of them are useless beyond the first 3 or 4 pages but I saw a lot of good links in those pages), then is that the fault of the Los Angeles Opera, for example?
No, the onus is on the person who can't use common sense and set aside a small chunk of time to begin exploring. Getting started is but a few mouse clicks away and *still* that seems an insurmountable summit to traverse for some people. I realize that I'm out of the ordinary with my all consuming curiosity about things that pique my interest, but I don't think anyone is saying "You're going to have to take a leave of absence from work so you can get in to the Pastoral symphony", it's simply "Don't get 3 movies from Netflix for one night every few months". If somebody has a curiosity because they heard a snippet in a movie/commercial or at a restaurant or whatever and doesn't follow up on that curiosity with the welter of tools available in 2005, and can't budget a relatively small amount of time that they'd otherwise spend at a movie or watching Oprah or playing a video game, then that's *their* fault.
It's similar to the perpetual whining about ticket prices. I once sneered at a friend of a friend who was bitching about ticket prices to the Los Angeles Opera ($25 for a good balcony seat; $10-12 for standing room at San Francisco Opera/Met), "For what you spend a month on dinners at the trendy restaurants you love, you could buy a subscription in the balcony, a perfectly decent seat with good sound". The blockhead didn't make the connection that if he took the money he spent on appetizers and appletini's for one meal at those places, he could buy a good seat at any opera he wanted to go to. He made his choice about how to spend his disposable income, and I certainly couldn't care less about that, but to blame the infrastructure of performing arts orgs or the fact that a concert doesn't contain a piece with the ink still wet on the orchestral parts for that choice is absurd. Short of having nude dancing girls/guys gyrating around during the Tchaikovsky 6th or laser light shows during the Poem of Ecstasy or mimes doing their interpretation of the Rach 2nd, the classical concert experience is never going to change all that much from the basic template that it uses now; either the new person accepts that reality or they don't and I don't see any way around that. See also the very popular: "Waaaah, waaah, I don't have the time" [complained the woman who spends 20 weekends a year going on wine tasting tours up in Napa].
There seems to be no willingness whatsoever on the part of a lot of potential customers to meet the performing arts orgs halfway; if anything about the experience appears that it might inconvenience them--having to not look like a street person in their appearance (which they would never, ever bitch about if it meant getting in to a trendy club), the length (um, The Return of the King that made hundreds of millions anyone?), the fact that they actually have to shut their Game Boys and text messaging off for an hour and a half and all the other excuses that are trotted out--then it's the fault of the orgs and the "dead white European males". No, it's *their* problem and their loss. They're not really interested in my view, they simply want something that requires no effort from them other than plonking their butts in a seat and that's simply not good enough for opera and classical music.
Oh, and Birtwistle's The Mask of Orpheus (c'mon ENO, revive it already, there were lines down St. Martin's Lane hoping in vain for a ticket during the only run of performances it's ever had) and The Second Mrs. Kong (an amazing libretto by Russell Hoban) are blazing masterpieces IMO, as are his orchestral pieces Secret Theatre and Earth Dances.
Posted by: Henry Holland at November 12, 2005 6:15 AM
Best of luck with your book-in-progress, Greg. You should develop quite a readership. It has been my experience that those of us who love classical music often seem to enjoy kvetching about it more than we do listening to it.
As I read your sample chapter and the comments following it, it seems to me that you raise two ultimately interrelated questions: 1) Why are today’s classical performances so dull, and 2) How do we expand the audience while raising the profile of classical music within the broader culture?
Much of your writing and that of your readers focuses on recordings. That’s a good place to start. Recordings make stars, stars create buzz, and buzz creates excitement.
The problem is that the labels aren’t doing much recording anymore. To be sure, this is partly due to the declining audience that has us all so concerned. But it is mainly due, in my estimation, to the maturity of the compact disc as a sound medium. Think about it: the compact disc is as old today - 23 years, give or take - as the stereo LP was when the CD was introduced. If you will cast your mind backwards, the late ‘70s weren’t exactly a great time for classical record labels, either.
What the classical recording industry really needs – more than attracting new listeners to the fold – is to convince those of us who already love the music to go out and replace our thousands of compact discs with their new Omniphonic Nanosonic Holographic Super Discs, or whatever they end up calling them, just as we ran out and replaced our thousands of LPs. Someone needs to give the engineers at Sony and Philips a swift kick in the ass. And, no, I don’t consider the SACD to be a paradigm-shift in this regard; it is at best a marginal improvement on an existing format.
The only innovation in recorded sound in recent years – the mp3 player – is hostile to classical music. It raises the individual track to the unit of consumption, when most classical music is a multi-movement affair. And mp3 data compression? Even the truncated frequency response of a 1411 kbps CD was too much for the vinyl nuts. I can’t imagine choosing to listen to classical music at 128 kbps unless I’m trapped on an airplane.
Many people complain that classical music is too focused on long-dead composers; I’d argue that a bigger problem is our fixation on dead performers. On a recent browsing trip to Tower Records, I was struck by the overwhelming presence of ghosts from the past – Karajan, Bernstein, Klemperer, Szell – among the inventory. These are wonderful artists, no doubt, and I own many of their recordings, but shouldn’t we worry that their continued presence (if not outright dominance) on record store shelves is crowding out today’s performers? Beethoven’s music is still very much alive, but Toscanini isn’t appearing at Carnegie Hall anytime soon. At the very moment we need to be generating the stars of tomorrow, the labels are finding it much more economical to reissue old recordings. We need a new sound format, one that makes Karl Böhm’s recordings sound as antiquated as Oskar Fried’s. Easier said than done, I know.
A lot of the discussion here focuses on the formality or stodginess of the traditional classical concert. This puzzles me, as one of the things I like about classical concerts is their formality amidst an otherwise sloppy culture. I guess I’m open to experimentation here, whether with the lighting, the staging, or the attire of the musicians, but in my experience, most orchestra musicians are not fashionistas. If the concert equivalent of “office casual” were to become the onstage norm, the resulting spectacle would not be at all dignified. Just as a blue suit, white shirt and red tie give the overweight schlub in accounts receivable a gravitas he does not possess wearing khakis and a polo shirt, so does formal evening wear subsume the 250 lb. harpist and the violinist with unorthodox facial hair within a harmonious visual element, one that does not distract from the music.
As for raising the profile of classical music within the broader culture, I would direct your attention to Los Angeles, world capital of popular culture. There you have a crack orchestra, led by a young, movie star-handsome conductor of impeccable artistic credentials and possessing a reputation as a composer in his own right, performing in a spectacular new venue by a world-renowned architect that has been greeted with hosannas by both the musical and architectural press. If classical music is to make waves in the broader culture, I suggest that the stars are not going to align themselves any more favorably. Yet, if you were to mention Esa Pekka Salonen to most people in Southern California, they would probably think you were making some kind of off-color joke.
Some people complain that the institution of classical music has become like a museum. We should be so lucky! Most classical music presenters would give their endowments to be as relevant to their city’s cultural scene as the local art museum. My friends are all members of the museum here, and the members-only first nights of a new exhibit are packed with the sort of well-dressed, well-educated 20- and 30-somethings the symphony and opera cannot seem to draw. These same people also attend gallery openings displaying new works by living artists, and they can intelligently relate what they see among the new to what they know of the old.
The institution of classical music is not a museum. It is a veritable medieval monastery, one served by dedicated monks protecting a precious cultural inheritance against rampant vulgarity and barbarism. We cannot let the barbarians in lest they destroy what we love (Bond, anyone?). But in retreating to the cloister, we have lost our ability to regenerate.
Posted by: Thad at November 13, 2005 6:35 PM
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