April 2009 Archives
In my post a while ago about Chris O'Riley's terrific concert of Radiohead and Shostakovich, I neglected to mention the graphics that were a notable part of it. Steve Smith, in a comment, asked me what I thought of them (a compassionate way of pointing out my omission!), and, explaining what had gone on, I talked about "two guys with laptops" sitting on stage, creating the effective graphics in real time.
And then the two guys e-mailed to tell me (again very politely) that they had names. Which I should have mentioned! So apologies to Stephen Byram and Jonathon Rosen, who created the graphics, and were an integral part of the concert I liked so much.
And then the two guys e-mailed to tell me (again very politely) that they had names. Which I should have mentioned! So apologies to Stephen Byram and Jonathon Rosen, who created the graphics, and were an integral part of the concert I liked so much.
A while ago I posted the response from one of my Eastman students to a question I gave my Eastman class on a takehome exam. How would you design a concert to reach students your own age? Leah Goldstein thought she'd get people in the audience to help write the music.
(The course, by the way, is on the future of classical music. It's a shorter version of the one I teach at Juilliard.)
So now here's another answer from Kara LaMoure -- long, detailed, smart, and passionate. Of course I'm putting it here with Kara's permission. I'll let her speak for herself, but note two important points she makes. First, that people her age don't want to be educated at a concert. And, second, that -- no matter what older people might think -- people her age don't need visual stimulation at a concert. Instead, she says, they're likely to find it gimmicky.
Here's what she wrote:
(The course, by the way, is on the future of classical music. It's a shorter version of the one I teach at Juilliard.)
So now here's another answer from Kara LaMoure -- long, detailed, smart, and passionate. Of course I'm putting it here with Kara's permission. I'll let her speak for herself, but note two important points she makes. First, that people her age don't want to be educated at a concert. And, second, that -- no matter what older people might think -- people her age don't need visual stimulation at a concert. Instead, she says, they're likely to find it gimmicky.
Here's what she wrote:
This question is considerably harder [than the other question on the takehome exam] because it involves something that doesn't exist--that is, a symphony or similar entity that performs with my age group in mind. I wonder if I am the right person to devise a solution to the problem, though. In this course we have established that only a teeny-tiny percentage of young adults make up the classical music audience, and since I am a fanatic and avid student of classical music, I don't know that I would be a good representative of my generation in this instance. Besides, for me, the current status quo is good enough. When I attend symphony concerts with my fellow music students, we analyze the performance as a spectator does at a sporting event, laugh at the composition as one might for a line in a movie, and gossip about the performers like tabloid journalists. The symphony as it is works well for people like us, which is why I propose an alternate kind of group altogether for a performance geared toward lay young adults. This group would be a chamber orchestra that goes on tours much like a rock band would (I'm pretending here that money is no object). When making artistic decisions for this group, I think it is important to focus on what the people of my generation, unlike the older audience at the symphony, do not want from a concert.
The first thing that we do not want is an education. We have already spent our entire remembered lives in school, and now we think that we can discover things for ourselves. We want to bike across entire continents, run campaigns for politicians and parties we just learned about, impart our vast newfound wisdom to the poor younger generations, and take up wild new hobbies like skydiving and classical music. If we really want to know something, we will go to Wikipedia.com, and if we are among the lucky many who have ditched our Bachelor's degrees in Medieval Literature and Philosophy for jobs in finance or analysis, chances are we will access the website immediately from our iPhones. All this is to say--enough with the program notes and the pre-concert lectures! In my generation, we already know everything, and if for some reason we've missed something, we will learn about it ourselves (maybe by going to more concerts!). Program notes for my traveling orchestra will feature headshots and bios of musicians, even the ugly or strange ones. After all, fat Indie rockers who hide behind their hair and their glasses still end up marrying hot actresses. Artist statements are a must. The audience needs to realize that the performers are just as smart, hip, and funny as they are. Composers, too! For a piece by Mozart or Brahms, I would let the composers speak in their own words by publishing excerpts from their personal writings about the piece or their work. Including an old dead guy with the living composers would be seen as humorous but also trendy.
My program might include the following:
A commissioned brass fanfare. This would be played in "surround sound" with the instrumentalists standing in all areas of the theater. Brass players are lucky in that they can play as loudly and as passionately as they want to. I would never tell them to back off during rehearsal, even though they might blow out an audience member's ear. The beauty of placing performers in the audience is that each person hears the piece with a different balance.
[Arvo] Pärt: Tabula Rasa. I did not discover the music of Pärt until I was in college. At the time I was not majoring in music, but I was taking a seminar about contemporary art and noise, so I brought Tabula Rasa in to share with my classmates. I had planned to play only a small section, but when the music started, the whole room sat in awe of the piece, and our teacher allowed us to listen to the entire work. This piece is amazing in that it can facilitate meditation, relaxation, or just the absorption of its beautiful sounds. Another piece that would work similarly is Kayhan Kalhor's Silent City.
Stravinsky: Pulcinella. I say Pulcinella, but I think any of Stravinsky's chamber works, like the Octet or Histoire du Soldat, would work very well. They allow the audience to really appreciate the virtuosity of the performers while not completely overwhelming them with strangeness. The way that Stravinsky mixes in many different styles of music and manipulates the timbres of instruments never fails to blow me away. I also think that smaller works such as these can pave the way toward an understanding of the composer's great masterworks, such as his ballets.
Improvisations over drum-and-bass or other electronic music. People in my generation listen to music so loud that they can feel it. Honestly, it's the most powerful way to experience it. In the absence of a Mahlerian orchestra, complete with pipe organ and massive regional chorus, I think some nice bass beats could do the trick. If the jazz musicians that play at Java's Coffee are any indication, watching people improvise is one of the most amazing ways to connect with a musical performance. Let's combine these two elements and see what happens!
Original compositions for world percussion and chamber orchestra, or any other world music ensemble. Here I am thinking about the Silk Road Project, which must have been one of the most successful civic music projects in recent memory. The music satisfies my generation's cravings for the exotic and also eliminates any worries that my group is pretending to be a symphony orchestra of the same old Western tradition.
Pieces by well-known indie artists (we've discussed Jonny Greenwood...how about Sufjan Stevens or Jonsi Birgisson from Sigur Ros?). Works by these composers, or songwriters, or however you would like to call them, already contain many of the same elements as "classical" music, but they are way more popular and way more exciting to listen to. I suggest that we just forget that there is actually a distinction between classical and rock and just play some amazing music for the instrumentation of my ensemble.
Which brings me to my next point of what my generation does not want. We do not want just a "rock concert" or a "classical concert". We want a concert of the artists that we like, who are of course very independent and defy all classification. My hypothetical ensemble would be marketed as primarily that ensemble and not so much as a group of compositions to come hear. Yes, the composers of the music are important, and the music is nothing if it does not convey its story, but the audience members must first make a connection with the performers in order to enjoy a performance.
My generation doesn't need bells and whistles, either. I am thinking of the popular trend for symphony orchestras to play video while music is being performed or for actors to act our scenes that correspond to the music. I think that a generation of people who grew up with the over-stimulation of video games, computers, and busy soccer schedules would see these things as gimmicky. If we cannot go to a progressive classical music concert and feel like we're escaping the normal flow of life, then what is the point? My ensemble will wear all black, and we will not constantly keep the audience separated from us by darkness. If the whole orchestra is playing, then the stage will be lit accordingly, but if something is happening in the audience, or if there is just a soloist playing, the lighting will change. The Pärt might be played in darkness, and a rousing world music piece might be played with all the lights on.
The composers and conductors will participate in the music-making--they will serve as members of the ensemble when their pieces are not being played. This way, all the musicians are on a level playing field, really. And there will be multiple conductors. Conducting is of a higher quality when someone can be an expert on the piece, and if the audience members come to talk to us after the concert, we can refer them to different conductors who each have different strengths.
I close with this thought: it is important to keep in mind that not everyone will like the music that we play. Even the most popular rock bands have their haters, and I hope that the classical music world or my imaginary ensemble won't be offended if we can't convert the whole world to the wonders of our craft. We must simply do what we can as performers and hope that we have somehow helped satisfy the audience members'--and our own!--desires.
We're all concerned, I'm sure, about the impact of the economy on classical music organizations.
And we've seen some trouble. Groups going out of businesses, big orchestras making cutbacks. The same thing, no surprise, as we see elsewhere, in the profit-making world. The same economic factors are in play.
But here's something to look for very soon. Large classical music institutions are finishing their subscription campaigns. They're trying to get new people to subscribe, and, above all, they're trying to get current subscribers to renew their subscriptions.
Normally this is more or less routine. Most existing subscribers renew. Yes, there's been a falloff in subscriptions over many years, and that appears to be a long-term trend, which shows no sign of reversing. But still -- even though marketing people at these institutions work hard on subscription campaigns -- renewals are, in the larger scheme of things, relatively routine.
But maybe not this year! From what I hear, single-ticket sales have been surprisingly strong during the current season, despite the economy. And subscribers bought their tickets before the economy collapsed, so they're still showing up. Attendance, therefore, is remaining at whatever level it was at before the economy got into trouble. (My impression here is based on anecdotal data. If I'm wrong, please correct me!)
Subscriptions for next year, though, could spell trouble. Will people renew? Maybe not, or, more precisely, maybe not in the numbers seen in previous years. Maybe some notable percentage of subscribers -- some of whom may even have lost their jobs -- will look at their budgets, and say, "No, not this time."
Anecdotal data once again: preliminary indications are that subscription sales are falling. Maybe not by any overwhelming percentage, but even a 5% falloff can mean a significant hit to the bottom line.
So this is data we ought to be looking for. When the first round of the subscription campaign is over (organizations may launch other campaigns later on), how will the numbers look. Memo to my brothers and sisters in the music writing biz: Go right to your local orchestra, opera company, and presenting group. Go to any chamber music institutions that sell subscriptions. And ask all these people when their current subscription campaign will end, and, when it ends, ask them for some numbers.
Don't let them hide the figures, or stonewall. If they do those things, tell the world that they're doing it. We all have a right to know how the classical music business is doing. It's our music, too.
Out of friendship and admiration for Bang on a Can composer Michael Gordon and his publicist -- that would be my friend Amanda Ameer, whose "Life's A Pitch" blog is essential reading -- I'm helping publicize a performance this Wednesday at Le Poisson Rouge in New York. On the program: Michael's very nice piece Trance.
To hear a sample of it, the very last track of the CD, just go here. To hear the previous track...well, it's a puzzle. Think of music blogs you might have visited, and go to the one that licks its lips, metallically, in the dark of night. (Its creator can be found posting comments here.) There you'll find a hint about other blogs to go to, where you can hear other tracks from the piece, seven in all.
If you find all seven blogs, you can win free tickets to the show. First three to find all seven should email the list to Amanda. Good luck!
And if you just want to buy the music (not a bad option) on CD or as a download, go here.
To hear a sample of it, the very last track of the CD, just go here. To hear the previous track...well, it's a puzzle. Think of music blogs you might have visited, and go to the one that licks its lips, metallically, in the dark of night. (Its creator can be found posting comments here.) There you'll find a hint about other blogs to go to, where you can hear other tracks from the piece, seven in all.
If you find all seven blogs, you can win free tickets to the show. First three to find all seven should email the list to Amanda. Good luck!
And if you just want to buy the music (not a bad option) on CD or as a download, go here.
I wanted to like the YouTube Symphony, whose concert disappointed me. I really did want to like them. Their backstory is irresistible, obviously. Musicians from many countries audition by video, professionals pick finalists, the world votes to decide the winners, everybody (some barely able to believe that it's real) come to Carnegie Hall, the Mecca of classical music, to play a concert.
And this is, in many ways, good for classical music. Press from many countries thronged the press conferences, interviewed musicians, came to rehearsals and the concerts. Major American TV shows featured the happenings. People who'd never go to classical concerts came to Carnegie Hall.
As Clive Gillinson, Carnegie Hall's Executive and Artistic Director, said at a press conference (I wasn't there, but I was told about it on good authority), classical music needs more exposure. It needs to reconnect with the culture at large. (OK, those are words I often use, but I gather that Gillinson said much the same thing.) And this event helps classical music do that. I think it's another step -- and a big one -- in something I talked about here a while ago (here and here), a steady change in the way the world looks at classical music, so it now seems far more accessible and interesting than it did 10 years ago.
But to understand why I wasn't just disappointed, but actually dismayed, after the concert, you have to understand how the event was produced. There was video throughout, introducing the musicians. These were videos the players had made themselves, in the best YouTube tradition, and they were irresistible. Nobody with a heart could help loving these people, being thrilled for them, and wishing them all the success in the world.
But the videos also kept telling us, implicitly and explicitly, that the concert was a wonderful concert. And then there was Michael Tilson Thomas, who conducted most of it, just about jumping out of his skin with delight, making a huge commotion about everything (as he so often does), telling us over and over again how wonderful everything was.
And then there were classical music celebrities. Yo Yo Ma and Lang Lang on video. Gil Shaham live on stage, playing a movement from a Mozart concerto. And a Britten folksong arrangement, with the orchestra's violins. Rising cello star Joshua Roman playing unaccompanied Bach. (I incorrectly identified him as a member of the orchestra, in my post on the orchestra's club night.) Young pianist Yuja Wang, an eye-popping virtuoso.
And then there were three young kids, pianists, picked by Lang Lang as rising stars, playing a Rachmaninoff piece for six hands. They really didn't know how the music went, and couldn't quite get the rhythms together, but they were prodigious little finger machines, were completely adorable, and knew exactly how to end with a flourish, musical and visual, to make the audience explode.
Nor should I forget the visuals. Projections, expertly produced. Floating clouds for Debussy, though that was the least of it. Musical notes soaring off in an ecstatic spiral, almost literally from Yuja Wang's head, as she played. Colors, lights, glitz. I've never seen a classical concert produced like this. It must have cost a fortune.
And it all conspired to say, "This is wonderful! This is special! This is heaven!" And while it was wonderful to see classical music given the kind of multimedia treatment pop concerts get -- though it outdid most pop shows I've been at -- and wonderful to ask myself what kind of mileage the Chicago Symphony, let's say, might get if they produced their concerts this way, it also was more than a little bit much. I was transported back to corporate press conferences I attended years ago, from companies like Sony, where nothing's left to chance, everything's overproduced, and the production takes over every cubic inch of mental space, so there isn't any room for independent thought. The concert, you just about had to think was wonderful. How could it not be? We were told every moment that it was!
Afterwards, outside Carnegie Hall, out on 57th Street, TV crews from Britain, Germany, and Japan (along with maybe other countries that I didn't spot) were stopping people -- including, I think, some celebrities (but I'm bad at recognizing celebrities) -- to ask what they thought. Everyone I saw them interview was starry-eyed. Everybody thought it all had been wonderful.
But at the heart of all of this -- at its artistic heart, where the music lives -- something was hollow. The playing wasn't wonderful. Nor was it, for the most part, scrappy or exciting, which could easily have made me love it, even if technically it wasn't so great. You can read two reviews, linked on ArtsJournal, one from the New York Times (favorable), another from my wife, in the Washington Post (not favorable). Not surprisingly, I agree with my wife, not because we conspire to give the world the same opinion on everything, but because, after 10 years together, I know we hear the same things, though we sometimes draw different conclusions from what we hear.
So here's what I heard. (I'd first thought, when I contemplated writing this, that I'd be kind, and not go into detail, because I loved the musicians so much. But given the hype, I''d rather be honest.) Right at the start, when the orchestra began with the third movement of the Brahms Fourth Symphony, there were details unattended to. Small notes were obscured. And the strings were underpowered, compared to the rest of the orchestra.
Then came what, in retrospect, seems like a programming mistake, four pieces designed to show off each orchestral section. In an excerpt from Lou Harrison's Canticle No. 3 (and how lovely to hear Harrison on a concert like this), the percussion couldn't seem to find a rhythm, to agree on exactly where the beats were. In an excerpt from the Dvorak D minor wind serenade, the winds sounded weak and dry. In an antiphonal Gabrielli piece, played from two sides of the balcony (another terrific idea), the brass didn't have much heft, and was unfocused rhythmically (even taking each section separately, and cutting them slack on the more complex problem of getting the two groups together).
And really, I think I'll stop now, because I'm feeling more than a little cruel right now, even though (to be perfectly honest), I've pulled a few punches in what I've just said, no matter how critical I might have seemed. I'll just add that the piece that ended the first half, Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries, unfortunately couldn't have been better chosen to highlight some of the orchestra's problems, in this case with the brass, which just didn't have either the weight or the rhythmic flair to project the famous tune.
Things were better in the second half, in part because of the repertoire. A new piece by Mason Bates (featuring himself as DJ, playing his laptop) was terrific music. John Cage's Renga, in which the orchestra improvised, got exactly the right treatment, full of spirit and an honest sense of musical exploration.
And maybe the highlight of the concert was a new Tan Dun piece, Internet Symphony No. 1, "Eroica," which was triumphantly vulgar (I loved every moment of it, including the flamboyant quotes from the Eroica Symphony), and also played with an explosive exuberance I didn't hear in the other pieces. This was exactly what I would have loved to hear throughout the evening, and which would have made me love the concert, no matter what detailed faults I heard. Maybe the piece sounded so good because the musicians had rehearsed their parts individually with Tan, online. Or maybe it's an easy piece to play. Or maybe -- how's this for heresy? -- Tan is a better conductor than MTT (at least in his own work), and/or was more fun to work with.
But some people didn't even hear the second half. During intermission, I talked to some orchestra professionals I know, and none of them were happy. Two even left, one out of boredom, the other with a sense (I think it's right to put it this way) of faint disgust.
And here's where I felt, if not disgusted, then dismayed. The event came off, I'm sure unintentionally, as an orgy of self-congratulation. To be fair, the playing did get better, and (though the final programmed piece, the finale of the Tchaikovsky Fourth, was oddly square) the encore, the big march from Berlioz's Damnation of Faust, had a lot of energy, even if it didn't match the Tan Dun explosion. And maybe, maybe...maybe if the group had played together longer, if they'd had a couple of tryout concerts in Dubai and Prague, if they'd had more rehearsal, or if the New York rehearsals hadn't (of necessity, I'm sure) been so unremitting...maybe then the concert might have been more powerful.
But as things were, the actual playing got a little lost in the sea of self-congratulation. (None of which, I want to stress as strongly as I can, was the musicians' fault. Nor did they participate in it, though the use that was made of their videos helped create the problem.) And there was something very sad in this. To overpraise things, to make them seem better than they are -- and to do this so relentlessly -- degrades standards, just a little.
And I wonder whether many people involved in the planning, though they set out with the best will in the world, and were genuinely excited, maybe should reconsider what they did, and ask if they didn't contribute to something that was as bad, in certain ways, as it was good. It's fine to get starry-eyed over classical music. But it's sad to think that this concert didn't measure up, not to top professional standards (which wouldn't be fair to hold this group to), but to the standards of the good youth orchestras I've heard.
Start, of course, with the Simon Bolivar group from Venezuela, who are deservedly world-famous. But add the orchestras I've heard at the University of Maryland and at Florida State, and at the National Orchestral Institute in Maryland...these set a standard that the YouTube Symphony can't yet meet. And while it's hardly fair to expect the audience at Carnegie Hall to have heard these groups, and to make comparisons, it's also not quite right to gush endlessly about how wonderful everything is, without a word or two of honest caution.
Would it have hurt for MTT, let's say, to tell us that what we're hearing was a work in progress? That only so much could be done in the rehearsal time available? That everyone involved had done wonderful work, and made great progress -- as I'm sure they did -- but that there still was ground to cover? And that everyone involved knew that, and didn't want anyone to think that, as yet, they'd achieved any kind of musical triumph?
That would have been refreshing. And, I think, would have reinforced the honor of everyone involved.
I'll finish with one more cautionary thought. A lot of people look down on American Idol. It's cheap, people say. It's trashy. The winners are shallow, empty, full of glitz.
But one thing American Idol does expose is chops. Who has them, and who doesn't. Nobody can pretend that some attractive contestant can sing well, if he or she doesn't, and others on the show can plainly sing much better.
Nor is this complicated. Anyone can hear it, if the comparisons are right there on TV. And if orchestras somehow could compete like that, everyone would have heard the problems at Carnegie Hall last night. It's not rocket science. You don't need musical training. Put the Ride of the Valkyries, as the YouTube players played it, next to other performances by other orchestras (as in fact you'll be able to do, right on YouTube, once they post the videos of last night's event), and you'll see exactly why I wasn't happy.
I know the audience at Carnegie Hall couldn't do that. And if they were enthusiastic, I also know that their enthusiasm was entirely genuine. But the people in charge of the event, most of them, know perfectly well, or ought to know, that the playing wasn't all that good, and somewhere in the mix of all their duties, all their work to present and publicize the concert, they should have taken time for a word of caution, for the sake of simple honesty, and to preserve the high artistic standards that supposedly make classical music better than what we see every night on TV.
Last night at Le Poisson Rouge (the NY club where I seem to go all the time, to hear classical music) a cellist named Joshua Roman came on stage. He said hello, in the friendliest, most club-appropriate way, and then said he'd play the prelude from the third Bach cello suite. "If you know it," he added (or words to this effect), "you know what I mean. And if you don't know it, you're about to hear it!"
Then he played it, with just about irresistible verve. He's a cellist from the YouTube Symphony, whose members had come to New York from all over the world, to rehearse andto give their first performance, at Carnegie Hall. More on that later. But Roman's performance brought two thoughts to my mind.
First, when you pay Bach in a club, it stops mattering whether you've played with correct Baroque style, or what fancy details of structure and history someone might elucidate in a program note. What matters is whether you communicate, which Roman certainly did. This doesn't mean that those of us who care about Baroque style should stop caring. You can hear blues in a club, and argue till dawn about blues style. But any talk about Baroque style now comes inside an expectation that communication will take place.
Second, it really matters how you talk, how you introduce yourself, how you behave on stage. Again, communnication is what we're going to expect. Roman knew exactly how to relate to his club audience. But two weeks ago, at the opening concert of the MATA new music festival at LPR, I heard a musical group whose members didn't know what to do in a club.
This was The Knights, based in Brooklyn, and full of energetic young musicians whose website talks about their "unique atmosphere of camaraderie" and their "sense of openness, warmth and trust" that "translates into an amazing amount of freedom, spontaneity and joy in performance." And they're completely sincere in saying this.
But at LPR, they came off as stiff. Why? Because they acted as if they were giving a classical concert. They didn't speak to the audience. They bowed when they got applause, instead of saying "thank you." They all dressed in black. Granted, it was informal black, looking a little different on each member of the group. But bands playing at clubs don't normally dress in any uniform way. (I remember some Juilliard students of mine, years ago, playing in a club for the first time. They dressed in black, informally by concert standards. As soon as they got to the club and saw the other bands on the bill, they felt like geeks.)
And the Knights had a conductor! Maybe some or all of the music they played needed one, but this was the final straw. It made them look impossibly formal. Which was sad. I kept thinking that if they were playing in a formal concert hall, looking and acting exactly as they looked at LPR, they might have come off as refreshingly informal. But at a club, with the far more informal expectations that a club creates, they looked and even sounded stiff (though they certainly played very well technically). In one piece, Product No. 1, a mildly crazy work by Andrew Hamilton -- in which the group both played and sang music that sounded more or less like a Bach chorale, getting faster and faster and faster -- they didn't have a conductor, and at last they relaxed.
I thought I saw where the problem might come from, when MATA's executive director Missy Mazzoli spoke during the performance. This, too, was exactly what it might have been at Tully Hall, an official of the group coming out to address the audience, behaving exactly as she might have in a formal concert setting. She talked, understandably, about MATA's mission, which is to further the work of young composers. But not about putting on a show! The mission, I thought, came first.
This is hardly a surprise. The mission has come first for all the nearly 40 years I've been going to concerts of new classical music, and the thought that there might be an audience whose opinion mattered, and which ought to have a good time at these concerts, is really quite new. Not surprising, then, that the concert (apart from the Andrew Hamilton piece, and even though some of the other works were lively, and even had a beat), felt like a mission, and not like a show.
(I'm not saying, by the way, that all club performancers have to be friendly to their audience. Miles Davis wasn't, as more or less everyone knows. But an unfriendly club performer is unfriendly within a frame where communication is the norm. In effect, Davis might have been saying, "Well, you MFs think I'm going to talk to you, but I'm not." Whereas the Knights seemed to be saying, "Hi, we're at a concert, we'll bow.")
Back to the YouTube Symphony. The musicians had a terrific time doing this club show, playing all kinds of music, while the very prominent young composer Mason Bates officiated as DJ, and sometimes as collaborator, improvising (as it seemed) with electronics while some of the musicians played.
There was lots of energy, even though the musicians had been rehearsing hard, had been interviewed by press from around the world, and had a concert to give the next night. (This was Tuesday, April 14; the concert was the next day, the day I'm writing this.) But at the same time, the performances -- apart from Roman and Mason Bates -- were largely nothing special, apart from the ease that almost everybody showed in the club setting. (Exception: a flutist in a spiffy off the shoulder black dress, who would have looked fine -- here's that refrain again -- on the concert stage, but seemed too formal for the club.)
So I thought that any orchestra could give a club show like this. I don't say that to demean the YouTube Orchestra, which at the very least is setting new high marks for media interest in classical music. And which actually had a club night for its musicians, which most orchestras haven't had. Instead, I think the YouTube orchestra should be an inspiration. If they can have a club night, why not your local orchestra? Why not have one every month? It's fun, and can only make friends for you.
One last note. We've talked on this blog (here and here) about informal performances, and about audiences that audibly react, or talk while the music's playing. Understandably, some people worry that if the audience talks, people who want to hear the music won't be able to listen properly.
At LPR, informal though it is, I've never heard much talking. The audience, whether or not they're used to classical music (and even once when a string quartet asked everyone to "get rowdy"), listens very quietly. But not at the YouTube night! There, for the first time at LPR, I heard a steady stream of conversation, from an open area in the club, between the tables and the bar.
And who was talking there? Some of the YouTube musicians. And some of the honchos involved in the performance, from YouTube and from Google, YouTube's owner, and from other major groups involved in all of this. Go figure!
The talking, I discovered, didn't bother me at all. I could hear the music easily, and just blocked out the background conversations, which in any case (while I sat at my table) weren't happening right near me. Nor do I blame the people who were talking. It was their night out, toward the end of a very busy and exciting week. They had every right to cut loose.
But still, it's a lesson to us. Some of us worry that if we let the audience talk, it'll talk too much. And here the audience did talk a lot -- but the people talking were the musicians themselves.
At the end of my Eastman course on the future of classical music -- a shorter version of my Juilliard course on the same subject -- I asked my students to imagine a concert that would attract people their own age. Leah Goldstein came up with a fabulous idea, which I'm quoting here, exactly as she wrote it, with her permission:
Hypothetical Concert for People My Own Age
It occurred to me that one of the ways musicians try to encourage audiences to find relevance in Classical music is by bringing the composers of that music to life. Program notes, pre-concert talks, informal explanations during concerts - whatever the method - musicians often provide biographical information about the composers who wrote the pieces and the circumstances of these compositions. Ours is a narrative society; we like to hear and tell stories. Accordingly, both performers and audiences like to know the backstory of the music. If the audience begins to care about the story behind a piece, the story of the person who wrote it, then they become even more interested in hearing the piece itself. On this principle, what better way to get audiences to care about any composition than to let them write the music themselves?
Now this may sound like a crazy idea, and I certainly haven't figured out all of the ins and outs of what this process may entail. Or maybe someone somewhere has already done this; I don't know. Please forgive the mess of ideas, but this is a definitely a brainstorm-in-progress. This is how I imagine a Democratic Composition Project:
The basic premise is that a system is set up in which potential audience members from the general public are encouraged to submit ideas which can be turned into music. These musical ideas, in whatever form they are gathered, are then compiled and condensed by a musician (or composer) into some sort of coherent notation, whether a file on Sibelius or some sort of graphic notation by hand, in which case the musicians would improvise according to the images in their parts. Preferably the final piece would be about fifteen minutes in length - something not so short as to seem insubstantial, but not too long either. Within the shortest amount of time possible (the closer to the deadline of submissions the better, so people's interest doesn't wane), this piece would be performed at a concert. The people who submitted ideas would naturally be curious to hear what their piece sounds like. This performance would be their chance!
I imagine this project would work very well through the internet. The organizers of this Democratic Composition Project would create a website where people can deposit their ideas. The site can explain the concept of the project and the performing resources available (your ideas will be incorporated into a piece about yea minutes long and performed and recorded live. This is the available instrumentation....or whatever). I imagine people could submit an idea in whatever form inspires them: perhaps a jpg image of something, or a fragment of text that could become a lyric, or maybe even a sound file of a groove they wrote on Garageband. We could advertise on Facebook, or even send announcements of this project to other universities around the country. On a local level (so we could fill the seats at the concert), the organizers of the project would make classroom visits to local schools or organizations (since we're gearing towards people my age, I'd suggest we start with other university students in Rochester, at the UofR or RIT perhaps). They could post flyers at popular university locations, within the music schools, or at Java's or Boulder Coffee, all of which would direct people to the website. Any online submission would also require the submission of a functional email address. This way we could directly contact the people who submitted in order to announce the performance date, time, and place, and - especially for those who are not in the Rochester area - the release of a recording of this piece that would be available for purchase. I like the idea of the "pay what you can policy" where people could download the recording for free, but have the option to pay if they so choose.
I feel that the DCP would be a great gateway piece to introduce audience members to other music on the concert program. Maybe it will turn out as a fantastically interesting work, or maybe it will just sound awful. But either way, the audience that comes to hear it will bring a curiosity and enthusiasm to the concert and would be especially receptive to hearing other compositions in a new light. The audience would be encouraged to listen to the creative output of the other compositions on the program, to try to imagine what creative ideas sparked these works.
It seems to me that the DCP could be a concert program in itself - it really depends on the scale of the project, of how many submissions are received, and how easily they can be compiled into some coherent form. But I propose that the Democratic Composition Project be performed at the beginning of the program and be followed by other compositions with the same spirit of improvisation and creativity. If, during the course of rehearsals, it becomes apparent that the DCP bears any strong resemblance to the works of any other specific composer (maybe it sounds aleatoric, for instance, or expressionistic) the concert can include a similar composition on the program. The rest of the program could be an homage to improvisatory creative work, and could include such pieces as Bill Dobbins' Preludes and Predilections for piano, compositions based on Classical works such as a Chopin mazurka that include an open section in the middle for improvisation. The program might also include a Mozart piano concerto with improvised cadenzas (or, if time is an issue, just one movement), a string quartet playing a theme and variations, a jazz combo improvising over a standard or pop tune, or...? This is a tremendously flexible program, so long as the unifying theme of creative nexus of ideas is emphasized throughout.
I thought that people might also submit musical ideas with recordings, on which they'd sing or play what they had in mind. The project might go viral very quickly, especially in the community where the performance was about to happen. Though you never know -- you might end up getting submissions from all over the world, not to mention coverage from whatever old media still exists. (OK -- that's a cheap shot, maybe. Old media is still with us, even if it's shrinking.)
I don't know if the audience will need to be encouraged to listen for the creativity in other compositions on the program. I have a feeling they'll be primed to do that, after taking part in a composition of their own. It might be interesting to have several shorter audience-written compositions, in place of a longer one, or in addition to it, so the people who contribute can see more than one way in which their musical ideas take flight.
And, of course, using Jon Deak's methods (or something else that produces the same result), Leah could have pieces on this concert that were completely written by members of the audience. The concert could be streamed all over the world, which would make it better known, and of course encourage participation from people everywhere. Finally, a concert like this shouldn't be given just once! The more you did it, the more the idea would spread, and you'd get more and more people both taking part and listening.
In today's Boston Globe (Sunday, April 12), a librarian named Karen Zundel is quoted, talking about why she loves the arts:
Which demonstrates the truth of what I said in my posts about the arts and popular culture. (Here and here.) In our time, many people -- maybe most people, and certainly most younger people -- don't separate popular culture and art. Art is where you find it, and popular culture is just as likely to produce art as the formal, established, funded, capital-A arts. Certainly Karen Zundel seems to think so. Or, to put it differently, if we think of art the way Karen Zundel does, then popular culture (or lots of it) is art.
The Globe piece, by the way, is fascinating reading. And even better is one on the same subject from USA Today. It's a model that, I think, can easily work in classical music. Get your fans to finance the recording you want to make, by paying for it before you record it. Some will even give you lots of money. Read the stories, and see.
"The arts are what sustain us and bring individuals and communities together and help us to connect with our innermost beings," Zundel says. "A new car won't do that. When you buy a new car or a new outfit, you get that little thrill that lasts very temporarily, and then it's gone. But I think art really sustains me. It lasts."Nicely put, and of course it's exactly the kind of thing professional arts advocates like to say. But what artist got Zundel talking like that? Ellis Paul, a New England singer-songwriter, who'd dropped his record label and instead raised money from his fans to finance his next album. Zundel was explaining why she's saved up money to make a contribution.
Which demonstrates the truth of what I said in my posts about the arts and popular culture. (Here and here.) In our time, many people -- maybe most people, and certainly most younger people -- don't separate popular culture and art. Art is where you find it, and popular culture is just as likely to produce art as the formal, established, funded, capital-A arts. Certainly Karen Zundel seems to think so. Or, to put it differently, if we think of art the way Karen Zundel does, then popular culture (or lots of it) is art.
The Globe piece, by the way, is fascinating reading. And even better is one on the same subject from USA Today. It's a model that, I think, can easily work in classical music. Get your fans to finance the recording you want to make, by paying for it before you record it. Some will even give you lots of money. Read the stories, and see.
Christopher O'Riley, at Miller Theatre, in New York, on March 27. He played Shostakovich Preludes and Fugues, along with some of the Radiohead transcriptions he's played many times before. Full house. Young audience. Radiohead fans, I'd guess, but they applauded really hard for Shostakovich.
So why was this so important? Seems to me it gives us one model for putting classical music in the same world as popular culture, in this case by putting the two literally next to each other.
And don't think the combination didn't work! Chris didn't segregate the two kinds of music into two halves of the program. He mostly alternated them, playing a prelude and fugure, then Radiohead, then back to Shostakovich. A couple of times he played two Radiohead transcriptions in a row. But there was a constant alternation, which made the blend seem entirely natural. Neither music seemed "better" than the other, or deeper, or whatever honorific you want to pin on whatever kind of music you admire.
Including "appealing"! Both musics here were quite appealing, and while I love those preludes and fugues (astonishing music that hasn't, I think, quite made it into the heart of the piano repertoire, where it deserves to be), I wasn't alone in likeing them. As I said, the audience, even if they cheered more loudly for Radiohead, applauded quite warmly for Shostakovich.
And some of the segues were astonishing. Sometimes Chris would go directly from the end of one of the fugues right into the start of the following Radiohead song, and the transition would be magical. For a moment, it wasn't clear which piece was which, or, maybe more profoundingly, which genre either was supposed to fit into. They clearly belonged together. That was the bottom line.
Something else that made this good. It wasn't an effort to win a new audience for classical music. Radiohead wasn't the bait, put on the program to get people listening to something classical. Chris loves both. So he played both. He'll be doing something similar on April 17, at Miller, where he'll pair Nick Drake transcriptions with Debussy, and on May 5 he'll link Elliott Smith and Schumann.
Because this wasn't outreach -- wasn't didactic or eduational, wasn't anything it didn't seem to be, on its face -- that made it genuine. No preaching to the audience. No hoping (as far as I know) that for the concert really to reach its goals, the people in the audience now have to start going to purely classical recitals. It was what it was. We can't hope, in classical music's future, to somehow convert younger people into the kind of classical audience we have now. They are what they are, and they're perfectly willing to appreciate classical music, especially in a context that feels friendly and familiar. And artistically convincing to them.
I don't say that all classical concerts in the future will be like this. I couldn't possibly know such a thing. And there's also no need for it. Once classical music really does take its place in mainstream culture (a better term, maybe, than "popular culture"), then people will go to purely classical concerts who don't go now, and some will, you'd think, become classical music fans, just as people now might be fans of ska or punk or classic rock.
But certainly we'll have concerts featuring classical music along with other genres, simply because many people like more than one kind of music. Which, in the end, is the key to the Christopher O'Riley performances. He's playing music that he loves. And he's breaking out of the traditional classical box to do that.
In the maintream classical world, you play your instrument, in Chris's case the piano. Your instrument has a repertoire of music written for it by classical composers. If you're going to give a concert, you choose your music from that repertoire.
Other kinds of musicians don't work like that. They say, "I'm a musician. I play the piano. What kind of music do I want to play?" And then there's no telling what they'll come up with.
This, as I see it, is what Chris does. He's a musician. He loves Radiohead. So he plays Radiohead (having done a great deal of creative work to write transcriptions of their songs for the piano). And he loves Shostakovich, and thinks the preludes and fugues will fit with Radiohead, so he plays both at the same concert. End of story! The key to this isn't, again, that it reaches out to nonclassical audiences, or that it daringly breaks boundaries. The key is simply that it's what Chris loves, an expression of himself as a musician. And that's why it's so convincing.
So why was this so important? Seems to me it gives us one model for putting classical music in the same world as popular culture, in this case by putting the two literally next to each other.
And don't think the combination didn't work! Chris didn't segregate the two kinds of music into two halves of the program. He mostly alternated them, playing a prelude and fugure, then Radiohead, then back to Shostakovich. A couple of times he played two Radiohead transcriptions in a row. But there was a constant alternation, which made the blend seem entirely natural. Neither music seemed "better" than the other, or deeper, or whatever honorific you want to pin on whatever kind of music you admire.
Including "appealing"! Both musics here were quite appealing, and while I love those preludes and fugues (astonishing music that hasn't, I think, quite made it into the heart of the piano repertoire, where it deserves to be), I wasn't alone in likeing them. As I said, the audience, even if they cheered more loudly for Radiohead, applauded quite warmly for Shostakovich.
And some of the segues were astonishing. Sometimes Chris would go directly from the end of one of the fugues right into the start of the following Radiohead song, and the transition would be magical. For a moment, it wasn't clear which piece was which, or, maybe more profoundingly, which genre either was supposed to fit into. They clearly belonged together. That was the bottom line.
Something else that made this good. It wasn't an effort to win a new audience for classical music. Radiohead wasn't the bait, put on the program to get people listening to something classical. Chris loves both. So he played both. He'll be doing something similar on April 17, at Miller, where he'll pair Nick Drake transcriptions with Debussy, and on May 5 he'll link Elliott Smith and Schumann.
Because this wasn't outreach -- wasn't didactic or eduational, wasn't anything it didn't seem to be, on its face -- that made it genuine. No preaching to the audience. No hoping (as far as I know) that for the concert really to reach its goals, the people in the audience now have to start going to purely classical recitals. It was what it was. We can't hope, in classical music's future, to somehow convert younger people into the kind of classical audience we have now. They are what they are, and they're perfectly willing to appreciate classical music, especially in a context that feels friendly and familiar. And artistically convincing to them.
I don't say that all classical concerts in the future will be like this. I couldn't possibly know such a thing. And there's also no need for it. Once classical music really does take its place in mainstream culture (a better term, maybe, than "popular culture"), then people will go to purely classical concerts who don't go now, and some will, you'd think, become classical music fans, just as people now might be fans of ska or punk or classic rock.
But certainly we'll have concerts featuring classical music along with other genres, simply because many people like more than one kind of music. Which, in the end, is the key to the Christopher O'Riley performances. He's playing music that he loves. And he's breaking out of the traditional classical box to do that.
In the maintream classical world, you play your instrument, in Chris's case the piano. Your instrument has a repertoire of music written for it by classical composers. If you're going to give a concert, you choose your music from that repertoire.
Other kinds of musicians don't work like that. They say, "I'm a musician. I play the piano. What kind of music do I want to play?" And then there's no telling what they'll come up with.
This, as I see it, is what Chris does. He's a musician. He loves Radiohead. So he plays Radiohead (having done a great deal of creative work to write transcriptions of their songs for the piano). And he loves Shostakovich, and thinks the preludes and fugues will fit with Radiohead, so he plays both at the same concert. End of story! The key to this isn't, again, that it reaches out to nonclassical audiences, or that it daringly breaks boundaries. The key is simply that it's what Chris loves, an expression of himself as a musician. And that's why it's so convincing.
If you take the troubleto read this blog on the Web, you get one thing the RSS feed can't give you. (And believe me, I understand the convenience of RSS feeds.)
What you'll get are the comments from so many people, which are often more compelling than my posts. Extensive discussions go on, with people debating and amplifying each other, as well as me.
The comments, as I've often said, are one of the best things about this blog.
I had a lovely comment at the end of March from Adrienne McKinney, a piano teacher in Lexington, KY. She'd read my "Two Things I've Written" post, and my recent piece in the Wall Street Journal on alt-classical music. I'm touched that she took me seriously, and replied like this:
So what do the rest of us think? Does anyone have ideas for Adrienne? And for all the piano teachers out there? This could be a very productive discussion.
In reading your piece here and the WSJ article, the general idea seems to be that if we want to save classical music we need to 'let it go,' in a sense, or at least loosen up a bit. We need to be willing to embrace something different that has a chance of attracting a bigger audience, like the nonclassical nights in NY, in order that the concerts we love to attend now -- the traditional classical symphony or piano recital for that matter -- can still exist. What can I as an independent music teacher do? How can I break out of my mainstream mold and take this concept to heart? How can local music teaching organizations get involved?These are terrific questions. She found one answer, which she put out on Twitter:
Thinking of having each student bring me a CD or mp3 of a favorite song so we can do a studio project. Hoping to build on @gsandow 's ideas.The idea, of course, is to engage with the nonclassical music her students like, and bring it into their lessons with her. I like that! Could help develop a student's musicianship, for one thing, if with Adrienne's help they take a recording of a song and do something with it on the piano. And of course it puts the classical music they normally play at their lessons alongside other music they know.
So what do the rest of us think? Does anyone have ideas for Adrienne? And for all the piano teachers out there? This could be a very productive discussion.
I've been pondering the reasons why the composers I call alt-classical seem to strike a nerve with the new young audience I keep talking about. It's not just because these composers sometimes write music with a pop-like beat. First, the pop-like beat might not be steady, and might just pop up here and there.
But second, and much more important, the music might not have a pop-like beat at all. And yet it feels like it fits into the culture where pop-like beats dominate. How does that work?
I got some insight into that, I thought, when I heard a piece by Glenn Kotche, called Snap, at a performance by the Bang on a Can All-Stars at the University of Maryland last weekend. Kotche is the drummer in Wilco, but he's also a free-jazz improviser and a composer, so his music can get complicated. And Snap is complicated. It's based on classic R&B songs recorded by the Stax label in the 1960s. (I'm lucky enough to have the nine-CD boxed set of all that label's singles, swag from my days as a pop music critic. The quality is strikingly high.)
But Kotche doesn't even come close to imitating any of the songs. Instead, he picks them apart, finding rhythms and textures he likes, and then putting those (often in fragments) into a new piece that's put together like classical music. Which means, in this case, that it's an abstract construction, changing constantly, full of complexities and surprises, without any trace of a tune or the generally simple construction that we'd find in the original songs. Well, for one brief momen there's something that sounds like it's descended from a Stax guitar solo, refracted into something not very Stax-like. Similarly, there's a brief Stax-descended bit played on the sax.
But these are over almost before they start. The one thing clearly descended from the Stax originals that we hear throughout the piece is the rhythm. It's much more detailed than the rhythm in any Stax song, but it's got the same propulsive feel, along with a Stax-like backbeat. I'm not sure that anyone who didn't know how the piece was built would identify the rhythm as Stax, but someone who knows where it comes from will most likely hear the connection right away.
Or, to put it differently, Snap has Stax in its DNA. It evolved from Stax, the way we humans evolved from a common ancestor we share with fish. Which then means, first, that if you don't feel the way Stax rhythms go, you can't play Kotche's piece with anything like the right rhythmic drive. And, conversely, if you're heard all your life the kind of rhythms Stax was full of -- which basically means if you've heard pop music all your life -- you might well feel some kinship with this piece, even if you're not used to music constructed out of things that change so quickly.
I'm sliding here over the tricky question of how many kinds of pop/rock/hiphop/country/R&B/house/techno/Latin rhythms there are -- not that I couldn't name many more genres -- and how many of them any casual pop fan might feel easy with. I'll just assume for the moment that most of us in this culture know what a rhythm with a backbeat is, and that we feel comfortable when we hear one.
But then there are pieces without any audible beat, or even any audible pulse, that still seem to share some equivalent kind of DNA. I'm thinking now of two percussion pieces -- "Descarga," by Marcos Balter, and "raingutter," by Michael Early -- that.I heard when the Nonclassical record label from London held a club night at Le Poisson Rouge in New York. These pieces sounded fully classical. No trace of any R&B beat. But somehow they seemed to have some kind of pop beat, or, more subtly, the feel of some kind of pop beat, in their DNA.
So here's a theory. Feel free to shoot it full of holes. My theory is that music in our culture, after rock & roll broke out, developed a backbeat. When you clap or snap your fingers, you do it on the offbeats. Pretty much all our pop music for two generations now has had that feeling. But before that Western music had a very different feel -- when you clap to it, you clap on the beat.
New classical music, once modernism hit, grew more complex, and when you get to composers after World War II, like Boulez or Stockhausen or Carter, you might not have a steady pulse at all. But still the inner feel -- the rhythmic flow that's in the music's DNA -- is that you're clapping on the beat. But now it's possible -- now that popular culture has become, simply, culture -- to find classical pieces that don't throb with a steady pulse, but still have an inner feel that derives from a backbeat, so that if it were possible to snap your fingers to these pieces, you'd do it on the offbeats.
This music sounds instantly comfortable to anyone prepared to accept something complex in music, whether they're used to classical music or not. Music with on-beats in its DNA doesn't sound as comfortable. If this is really true, we now can understand one big thing that the many forms of alt-classical music (from minimalist works with a steady pulse to fragmented percussion pieces with no audible pulse at all) have in common, and we understand why an audience steeped in pop culture responds to them.
And we also understand why modernist works from the classical mainstream -- well, from the hyper-intellectual new music monastery that clings to a corner of the mainstream -- don't immediately touch the alt-classical audience. Even though, as I've said before, this audience is the only one I've ever seen open-minded enough to accept solidly on-beat driven modernist works, even if they don't have anything familiar in their DNA. Which makes this audience pretty special, though it doesn't mean we could just program pieces by Boulez or Matthias Pintscher, and expect the new audience to show up.
While I work on longer posts...
On Monday night in New York there'll be a performance of two pieces of mine. This is at Symphony Space (95th and Broadway) at 7:30, with a pre-concert discussion at 6:30. I'll be speaking. It's all part of Victoria Bond's Cutting Edge festival.
My pieces: Sonatina for Clarinet and Piano, and Short Talks, a work in progress for a pianist who also plays a drum. The performers will be Charles Neidich, clarinet, and Jenny Lin, piano and drum.
Both pieces are short and, at least to me, packed full of detail. The Sonatina starts with two movements in which the clarinet and piano play separate pieces -- quite literally separate, especially in the first movement. The clarinet plays a rigorous scherzo, complete with all the obligatory repeats, while the piano plays a movement in sonata form. if you look at the score, you'll see that the time signatures and barlines in the two instruments are completely separate. The third movement then brings clarinet and piano in unison, playing music that's a wild rhythmic ride. On the music page of my website you can find recordings of a live performance and a computer demo.
(And why would you listen to a demo rather than the real thing? They come across differently. You decide.)
The Short Talks are based on intense short prose poems by Anne Carson. I've blogged about them before. And then got in an argument in the comments with someone who really hated a notation whim of mine, to divide bars of silence into insanely complex rests, so I could mirror the deranged mind of someone in the poem.
There were three of these Short Talks when I blogged about them. Now there are five. In there end, I'm expecting to write 10 or more. Rather than make separate links, I'll wrap this up by sending you (if you want to know more) to my music site, where you can scroll to the Short Talks, see scores, and hear both a live performance and computer demos.
If you come to the concert, please find me and say hello!
Time to grapple with this. Continuing from my last post on arts advocacy...
3. What we should do
Well, first, what we shouldn't do. We shouldn't talk as if the arts are better than popular culture, or as if they're the sole or main source of meaning in our society. First, those things aren't true. (See two previous posts, here and here.)
Second, attacking popular culture -- aka what other people like -- wouldn't exactly be a productive way to bring people to our side. "Hi! Support the arts! They're far better than all that crap you like." An approach like that -- whether it's explicit, or only implicit in the assumptions arts advocates might make -- won't work, for reasons that should be more than obvious.
But how often -- in, for example, the Dana Gioia commencement address that I linked to in an earlier post -- do arts advocates more or less say exactly that?
What to do instead: Place the arts alongside popular culture. Try, in fact, to erase any hard and fast distinction between the two, as most younger people do today. I know people in their 20s, who work in classical music, and go back and forth, in their lives, between pop music, art museums, classical concerts, movies, TV shows, Broadway musicals, literary novels, poetry. Why wouldn't they? I do the same.
And we'll rank the things we absorb by various criteria, making the same kinds of judgments right across the board. I know perfectly well that Godard, in his films, goes a little deeper than Dollhouse, a new TV show I'm wild about, but I won't say that he's doing something that, in its essence, is different enough to put in some exalted category of art. And if, in the same week, I happen to encounter Joni Mitchell and Massenet (whose music Renée Fleming, speaking on a panel at Juilliard, once memorably said wasn't art, but only fluffy entertainment), I won't hesitate to say that Joni Mitchell is by miles the finer artist.
So: no distinctions. We have one culture, which we all share, even if we parse it differently.
And so people in the arts should welcome triumphs in popular culture. Example: When Aretha Franklin sang opera arias (the most memorable example is here), opera companies throughout America should have publicly praised her, saying something like, "Well, of course we do it differently, but we're thrilled that such a great singer loves our music." And then invite her to sing opera from the stage of the Met.
Of course, other art forms, more advanced than mainstream classical music, have no trouble doing this. When the Metropolitan Museum in New York had a show about how superhero costumes have influenced fashion, that's precisely the kind of thing I'm talking about. Or when Tom Stoppard wrote his play "Rock & Roll," which among other things is about how important a love of rock was for dissidents in Communist Czechoslovakia. Art and popular culture, moving side by side.
What else? If you're talking about the value of the formal high arts -- art museums doing shows without a direct connection to popular culture, classic literature, classical music, dance, we know what else goes on this list -- then don't talk in lofty abstractions about how important the art in question is. Instead, talk specifically about what some specific piece of art does. (Or, if you're talking about a museum show or a classical music festival, evoke the power of the whole thing by using specific examples.)
One model for that, as I've said before, is Robert Coles's book on Bruce Springsteen, in which a great humane psychiatrist and scholar lets ordinary Springsteen fans say in their own words what Springsteen means to them. Surely we can do that with any art. Henry Fogel, former CEO of the Chicago Symphony and former president of the League of American Orchestras, loves to tell a story of a bus driver (I think it was) on an orchestra tour, who fell in love with Mahler's Fifth Symphony. If we had some thoughts about Mahler in the driver's own words, so much the better.
Or here's conductor Benjamin Zander, on Mahler's Seventh:
Of all Mahler's works, it may well be the astonishingly "modern" Seventh Symphony that most fully expresses the mayhem of living in the contemporary world. It lays out the conflicts and contrasts, then offers a kind of alternative refuge--dream-like, entrancing 'night music.' In the end, though, it is in this world, not some remote afterlife, that this symphony finds its true victory. It seems to say: "This is life. It's rough--but I am going to look it square in the face, and win."
Or here's me, telling a friend last night what the difference was, in my opera singer days many years ago, between singing Scarpia, in Tosca, and Iago in Verdi's Otello. Singing Tosca is a little like imagining myself acting in a fabulous old movie. It's terrific theater, a little over the top, with tasty characters you can have a lot of fun playing with. In his music, Puccini gives you not just the script, but quite a lot of the direction and the cinematography. And now it's up to you as a singing actor. What can you do with the character Puccini sketches so delightfully, against such a rich and evocative background?
Iago works much differently. In that role, I felt that Verdi had gotten there ahead of me, that in addition to giving me the script, direction, and camerawork (to continue the film analogy), he'd also done the acting, and that what he'd thought of was deeper than anything I'd find, until perhaps I'd lived with the role for quite a while. So my first job was to find precisely the tone, the color, the subtext, and the timing -- everything involved with meaning and with consciouso and unconscious attitude -- that Verdi had built into the role, After I'd absorbed that thoroughly -- and, much harder, was able to bring it to life in my own performance! -- could I think of adding anything of my own.
This didn't in the least mean that Verdi made me wear a straitjacket. Just the opposite. Verdi gave me a very high kind of freedom, the freedom to touch something greater than myself, and transcend myself in it.
You get the idea. We need to talk about the meaning of art in terms of our genuine experience with it. If some work traditionally labelled art turns out to be deeper, higher, more comprehensive, more deeply moving than many things (or even most things) in popular culture, then the truth of this will emerge from the way we talk about that work. I'm happy to tell anyone what Antonioni's L'avventura means to me, and has meant from the moment I encountered it when it was first shown in the US around 1960.
There''s first the observation of undercurrents, in body language and emotion, that comes from Antonioni's camera, the way he moves around people, the way he follows them, the way he puts them (well, especially his star and later lover, Monica Vitta) against a background that shows us their entire being -- or rather (this is part of his subtlety) the entire being that they're showing at that moment, showing both consciously and unconsciously. That there's more to them we take for granted, because Antonioni, in other moments, shows us that.
And then there's the compassion in the movie, the unblinking eye (or unblinking camera) that Antonioni puts on people who aren't making sense, who are damaged, who damage other people. Here we all are. (The people shown are alienated rich Italians, some aristocrats, a choice that puts off some who see the film, who think the things we're shown are trivial. For me, what Antonioni shows is so deep that it resonates far beyond its setting, but I understand the objection. Just as I understand people who think that the detailed, drawn out things he does with his camera are way too slow, too boring, way too self-indulgent. I don't agree, but this kind of work isn't to everybody's taste.)
So at the end, when a terribly flawed and deeply unreliable man hurts Monica Vitti, and in the film's unforgettable final scene, she comes up behind him where he's slumped on a bench outside in the dawn, and reaches out his hand, and touches him, this is a moment of redemption, just possibly, for us all, though it's to Antonioni's credit, I think, that we don't know, and don't need to know, whether the redemption is Monica Vitti's, or the man's, or whether, for all I know, she's simply gone beyond her former love for him, and can feel pity because she's free, and sees him for what he is. A strength of the scene is precisely that it could have many meanings. And I know it struck me to the heart when I was in my teens, and has remained with me ever since, as a revelation of how flawed we are, how badly things can go wrong, and yet how still there's hope.
You get the idea, I hope. I don't need to say that L'avventura is better than Watchmen, a pointless comparison. I just try to let it stand there on its own, with my gloss on what it means to me, so that others with whom my evocation resonates can try it for themselves. If some things in art can't support themselves in the market place, and need special funding (whether from government or private donors or both), we can make that case, but again by describing the power, value, and meaning of specific art works, the conclusion being (or the conclusion that we try to draw, and hope that others will accept) that these art works need to be available for all of us, even if they're expensive, and even if not all of us make use of them.
People understand, I think -- I'll end with this -- that there are valuable things in life that they themselves might not make use of. I won't hesitate to argue the worth of art like L'avventura, which in fact many people don't like at all. (As I've said before, I like a lot of things that aren't exactly popular.) What's crucial, I think, is to admit that it's not for everyone, but that it still has an important meaning, an important function in our lives.
A big part of that -- as dramatically opposed (I think) to the Johnny Mathis approach ("Wonderful, Wonderful") I made fun of in my last post -- is that art exists in part to challenge us. Not everyone needs to accept the challenge, or accept it for every art work that purports to put a challenge forward, but we can make a case that the challenge is important, as Caroline Levine does in her book, which I cited in my previous post. I might also talk about art as an experimental laboratory for life and culture, a place where new attitudes and thoughts and new emotions are tried out, as well as new ways of evoking/describing/thinking about/embodying new things. One key point is that we don't need to know, in any work of art, what these new things are, or what the artist means in showing whatever she might show, or in doing whatever she might do. The very form of new art might surprise or shock or bother us, or be, at least at first, entirely incomprehensible.
But we can learn, as we know (or ought to know) we always need to do in life. We in the arts could provide examples of things learned from art, of art that taught us new ways to feel and look and listen and live, art that seemed beyond most normal experience that later was wildly influential. (Popular culture understands this perfectly. Look, for example, at the joke that's regularly made about the Velvet Underground: "When their first records came out, only 15 people listened to them. But all 15 were inspired to start path-breaking bands.")
But that's a shallow -- if still perfectly valid -- way to do it. It's more powerful, I think, and more true to the nature of art, to say that we don't know what role a new art experience may pay in our or anybody else's later life, and that this precisely is a part of art's value, that it can bring us something new without either we or the artist needing to know what benefit we'll ever get from it. The experience itself -- and the openness to new experience -- should be reward enough.
It goes without saying, of course -- or it ought to -- that all of this can happen in popular culture as well. In fact, my use of a film example (a commercial film, in fact) immediately places me in a netherland that maybe isn't fully recognized, by those who make decrees like this, as art. Next time I write about things like this, I'll talk about Beckett instead. Or Webern. Or Morton Feldman.
And I don't mean to say we make our case just by talking in the ways I'm outlining. To get support for art, we have to make every case we can -- an economic case, an argument that art helps kids learn, whatever. But we can't pretend, as many music advocates seem to do, even without meaning it, that art music is the only kind of music that kids can learn from, or that can enrich anybody's life. And our economic and practical arguments need to be grounded in our unabashed talk about the value of our art -- something, I fear, that if we really did it faithfully and honestly would blow a lot of hot air out of the present concept (and practice) of "the arts," and leave us much closer to the deep artistic truth that all of this is supposed to be about.
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