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- From: fields@zip.eecs.umich.edu (Matthew Fields)
- Subject: unflame
- Message-ID: <1992Dec23.145525.12551@zip.eecs.umich.edu>
- Sender: news@zip.eecs.umich.edu (Mr. News)
- Organization: University of Michigan EECS Dept., Ann Arbor, MI
- Date: Wed, 23 Dec 1992 14:55:25 GMT
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- On some of the recent discussions of truth and compromise: I
- personally find that having to worry about the rent puts a great dent
- in my creativity and libido. While it may provide "experience" in
- dealing with anxiety and elbow grease over long stretches of time, I
- personally don't have a lot of faith that this experience contributes
- to my music.
-
- I view my own music (your milage may vary) as a cultural stuff to be
- enjoyed by a lot of people, a part of a collaboration between me,
- performers, and listeners. While I retain copyright and royalties to
- my "intellectual property", in an artistic sense my music is only
- incidentally about ME and MY experiences. Mainly it's about the sense
- of recognition and warmth people feel when they share enthusiasm about
- sounds, even if they fiercely disagree with each other on almost
- everything else. I just visited a community wind ensemble in which
- almost everybody was a practicing Christian, and assumed that as a
- Jew, I must be not only a theist practitioner of the Jewish religion,
- but also a messianic Jew (a.k.a. a "Jew for Jesus"). It proved
- expedient to simply not explain that I'm an atheist who toyed years
- ago with worshipping the Heavenly Muses, then realized that I was
- playing a psychological game that had nothing to do with belief. But
- though the Rightist pro-military Christian attitude that surrounded me
- and was erroneously projected on me was pretty strenuous, I had no
- problem sharing musical joy with these people. We were fine as long
- as we talked notes. In very basic ways they didn't get to know me,
- but in more fundamental musical ways, we all reached each other loud
- and clear.
-
- I guess my point is that while having lots of exciting experiences is
- valueable for a composer (it does, after all, give her/him a broader
- base of potential metaphors with which to think---which is also a good
- reason to consider a liberal arts education), I tend to put less
- emphasis on that and more on NOT assuming you have the musical Midas
- touch---NOT quitting on polishing and optimizing your composition
- before it's just absolutely ideal all the way through---NOT being
- content with the first thing you improvise as necessarily the final
- form of your composition, although improvisation is both an important
- form of performance and potentially a great source of raw materials.
-
- Well, that's how I see it over here. I still think there are just as
- many charlatans outside of as in academia, and that the point of
- academia is for teachers of a wide variety of things to band together
- and share financial arrangements, forming a group (the academy) which
- can also encourage interdisciplinary discovery in a way not as readily
- possible among unaffiliated scholars. While the academy provides
- fertile ground for charlatans, so does the rest of society. The
- struggle to preserve culture is just as fierce outside as inside the
- university system, as far as I can tell.
-
- Mr. Harrington's suggestion that if a composer feels like doing a
- piece "in the manner of" composers of old, they should go ahead and do
- it interests me in light of a conversation I had years ago with George
- Crumb, who for years has taught a graduate composition seminar at
- University of Pennsylvania which is devoted to exactly this kind of
- project.
-
- Hmmm. Well, here I am being hypocritical again. I said "get back to
- composing", and I've just written 5 longish paragraphs on musical
- philosophy. I think I'll end with a Laurie Anderson quote.
-
- "I was on a beautiful island
- that rose up from the sea,
- and everyone on the island
- was somebody from TV;
-
- and there was a beautiful view
- that nobody there could see
- because everyone on the island
- was screaming "Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me!"
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