28 April 2009

Colorado

The countdown is on: two more weeks in Austin, a quick jaunt through the Midwest, and I'm on my way back to this rock.


Only two concerts remain. A week from today, May 5, the New Music Ensemble plays Static and Vocalissimus by Sebastian Currier and Shot in the Dark by Travis Jeffords: webcast here. Friday and Saturday, May 8-9, is Ears, Eyes, and Feet, the collaborative concert between the UT Electronic Music Studios and dance department. I'm playing Ian Dicke's new piece for piano and electronics, Get Rich Quick.

27 April 2009

Being compelled

I've been on a fairly consistent diet for nearly three years of mostly emotionally reserved music--contemporary classical and, for the last year, more jazz. Some of this music is of course emotionally rich, but it leaves a lot more for the listener to fill in than, say, indie pop, with its anthemic I-IV rockouts which are probably, on some level, my lifeblood. I think of Louis Andriessen, who wrote once that he did not find Mahler's music compelling, because he was always being compelled by it. By comparison to the "new music" in which I've lately been immersed, the pop music of my high school and early college years comes like an injection of adrenaline. An evening of listening to this music after weeks or months of denial feels like a cup of strong coffee after a period of abstinence from caffeine: I immediately recognize the energizing power of this substance, but it also leaves me wondering if it can really be healthy to drink it on a regular basis, and I have a difficult time concentrating afterward.

The battleground

I've heard composers of my teachers' generation call it "the speech"--that revelation that composers of their teachers' generation had, and that they all like to share their particular version of when they speak on their music--that moment when they cast off their modernist/serialist training to regain a relationship with tonality and the tradition.

By my teachers' generation, I mean roughly composers born in the mid-1940s to late 1950s; the composers of their generation, then, were born in the 1920s or '30s. If the great serialist apostasy of my teachers' teachers took place, say, in the late '60s or early '70s--Rochberg's String Quartet no. 3 of 1972 is often considered a landmark in this regard--this was too late to much influence the training of my teachers, many of whom were in graduate school in the '70s. Most of them now say they were forced to write serially to be taken seriously; Claude Baker tells the story of giving a class presentation on Hindemith's The Craft of Musical Composition and being booed.

My teachers found their own way, and of course now are free to write as tonally or non-tonally as they like without fear of ostracization. But it's clear that their teachers' late rediscovery of tonality, as well as general recognition of the minimalist revolution taking place concurrently outside of academia, came too late to save them--not just from stylistic funneling, but from an inculcation into the thought patterns of mid-twentieth-century musical politics. My teachers recognize today's stylistic egalitarianism, but their musical worldview was deeply shaped by the tonal-atonal battle, and this dynamic resonates in their discourse still today.

I mention this because it contrasts so drastically with the assumptions of composers of my generation--those born in the late '70s to late '80s. I've found invariably amongst my peers that, once we reach a certain level of musical knowledge and sophistication, the polarizing effect of the atonal/tonal debate simply disappears. I make the qualification about "knowledge and sophistication" because many of us responded quite negatively to dissonant twentieth-century styles when we were younger, and had to do some learning before they started to make sense. But in all most all cases, they eventually did, and now those styles sit in our toolbox with all the others, on the same level of the bookshelf, with no stigma attached to any.

In terms of stylistic opportunity, we are on equal footing with our teachers. None of us feel any compunction to write in one style or another to better fit with the general cultural atmosphere. But that underlying worldview, those deep thought patterns, these still separate us. Because our teachers, even if they no longer consider tonal/atonal a major aesthetic battleground, still organize their compositional approach around the primacy of PITCH LOGIC. I'm making an immense generalization here, I realize, and I don't deny that there have been many exceptions to these trends. I only mean to suggest that, when we eventually look back at the turn of this century, one of the things that will separate composition on the two sides of the line is the extent to which pitch structures are considered operative. My teachers grew up in a time when your chosen organization of the twelve possible pitches meant everything; my peers came of age listening to music more for form than for content in this respect, and as a result consider our building blocks to be less individual pitches than instruments, melodies, rhythmic patterns, gestures.

Or maybe it's altogether too early to speak for my whole generation. I suppose I can only speak for myself.

26 April 2009

The musical uncertainty principle

I've been working on a solo electric guitar piece which will have no score, but exist only as a recording (or, I suppose, as a live performance). It is composed of chunks which alternate at the will of the performer; only a very general overall contour is planned in advance (these few chunks, then this section, then back to a couple, but not all, of the original chunks). Writing a score entails deciding precisely a piece's position and holding it static. But what of the piece's momentum? By not writing a score, by coming to know the music only sonically and leaving a certain amount of its identity indeterminate, you sacrifice decisive influence over its position, but gain an intimate sense of its velocity. I find this an acceptable trade.

24 April 2009

Ways people use words

I just read that, according to the Word Frequency Book compiled by John B. Carroll and others (published in the early 1970s, as best as I can tell, so this information might be long outdated), the most common nouns in the English language are, in order, "time," "people," "way," "water," and "words."  I don't know whether to be more mystified by the inclusion of water--I'm reminded of R. Murray Schafer, in The Soundscape: "What was the first sound heard? It was the caress of the waters...All roads lead back to water. We shall return to the sea." (15-18)--or by our apparent obsession with ourselves ("people") and our most prominent symbols ("words"). That one of the most common uses of our language is to refer to ourselves and to our language is not a surprising revelation, but nonetheless full of implications.

18 April 2009

St. Marks Lighthouse

Massively belated for no reason other than loafing, here is the first batch of recordings from my Master's recital last month: the two-movement saxophone quartet St. Marks Lighthouse. Incidentally, no, there is not supposed to be an apostrophe. Ask the state of Florida. The eponymous lighthouse does exist, and it's a beautiful spot: google image search the phrase "St. Marks Lighthouse" and see what it gets you. There's personal significance to that choice of place that informs the shape of the piece and the movement titles, but nothing that needs to be understood to hear the music.

The awesome performers are Sunil Gadgil (S), Rami El-Farrah (A), Spencer Nielsen (T), and Michael Hertel (B).

St. Marks Lighthouse

13 April 2009

Hmm... how about bassoon, accordion, and harpsichord?

I've been corresponding with my friend Mike Lawton, from IWU, who is now working on his master's in clarinet at the University of Kentucky. He asked if I might be interested in writing a piece for him, which of course I am, but the question that immediately sprung to mind was that of instrumentation. Recently I've gotten into the bad habit of judging pieces immediately based on their instrumentation before I've even heard them. Style is endlessly slippery, but instrumentation is immediate. In today's hyper-varied musical atmosphere, we often don't have enough frame of reference to perceive abstract musical traits when hearing a piece for the first time: it takes all of our attention and effort just to get a basic grasp on what this music is trying to do and where it's coming from. It's the big gestures we seize onto, the obvious surface, not the intricate details. Of course, these details are still there, and are still important. But it's foolish to think that a piece for four mandolins, just on the basis of the same notational system and the same set of twelve pitches, could have the same superficial musical effect as a woodwind quintet. I think of Feldman's famous suggestion--later disavowed, I know, but it contains a significant idea--that orchestration defines the piece. How could it not? I tried to take this into account when I was writing my recent saxophone quartet, St. Marks Lighthouse; I could make all the interesting harmonic, rhythmic, and formal choices in the world, but still the first thing the listener is going to notice is the fact that there are four saxophones up there on stage. My first obligation, then, to both the listener and the players, is an acknowledgment of this sound and this social arrangement. (To be fair, I'm not sure if these insights played much concrete role in the music, or at least not one more nuanced than just including big chords and trills, but eh. There's always the next piece.)

To take some stylistically thorny examples, these thoughts explain why I'm interested in Babbitt's Composition for Guitar or Boulez' Sur Incises (three pianos, three harps, and three percussion) while many of these composers' works in traditional instrumentations leave me decidedly apathetic. And, to return to Mike's piece, this is why I immediately asked if he'd be interested in some sort of unconventional trio instrumentation. There's a lot of good music still to be written in C Major, and there are certainly some badass solo clarinet and clarinet-piano pieces out there in the ether waiting to crystallize as well. But I won't be the one to write them, at least not right now, because I know how I feel when I sit down in a concert hall and see a new clarinet-piano piece on the program, versus how I feel when I see a piece for four scordatura cellos. Traditional instrumentations still carry, if not stylistic baggage, then at least a set of expectations that it's difficult to subvert. It would be difficult for me to sit down and write a clarinet-piano piece without thinking of the standard, vanilla "recital piece." Clarinet and two marimbas, on the other hand--this offers a different feel, and some more promising opportunities.

Incidentally, looseness of format and instrumentation is also what made (and makes) SEMC such an exciting project. Check out their repertoire page and look at those instrumentations.

08 April 2009

Reminder

My spring break trip to Big Bend was so thoroughly rejuvenating that I'm just now starting to revert to the constant low-level feeling that there's something I need to be doing. I think we're all familiar with this sort of irrational anxiety. In order to fight it off, I present another picture from the trip, perhaps for no one's benefit but my own.


Ahh.

Much better.

Deep Thoughts by Harry Partch

I love this bit. Wrote it down in a notebook a year and a half ago and just came across it:

"I also want the musicians to be an active part, a very active part, in the whole production... I want them to be as graceful as Muhammad Ali... and I also like them to be in costume, and with a headdress, or whatever."

Well said, Mr. P.

Also, tonight, in the category of Musical Projects That Ostensibly Come From The "Rock" World But Smack Of "New-Music" Attitudes:

The Dirty Projectors, a band out of Brooklyn and fronted by former Yale composition student Dave Longstreth. Their record Rise Above documents an attempt by Longstreth to rewrite Black Flag's 1981 album Damaged... from memory. Portsmouth Sinfonia, anyone? A favorite influence of mine, The Books, lie at a similar juncture of genres. (Note that I have not disavowed the latter group in spite of their utilization by numerous Hummer commercials. A sign of my devotion.) It becomes increasingly evident that pop v. classical is a socioeconomic distinction, not a stylistic one.

05 April 2009

Great difficulty!

Someday, perhaps, blogging will go the way of jazz and, increasingly, rock and roll, and transition from a popular medium to one that requires formal teaching to pass on its principles. Should the day come to pass when classes are dedicated to blogging, they should definitely include lectures on proper strategies for ending posts. Am I the only one who consistently gets to the end of my mental outline and has no idea what to do? The traditional concept of a conclusion paragraph doesn't seem to apply. I often feel the need to tack on a short, humorous "punchline" paragraph. The only other obvious option is to simply finish my thought and leave the ideas hanging.

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More artistic cartographers

Some of my music has involved what you might call personal geography--pulling something of my experiences with specific places and using them as fuel for a piece, drawing a map with music. The isomorphism (vocab thank-you to DRH...) is abstract, as it relates only to my personal experiences and does not incorporate any real structural details about the place. Only connotative data is used. [Examples: Terlingua Meditations, On the Beach at Kantishna]

I've experienced some other artistic approaches to geography this week that inspired some pondering. Both are much more concrete than mine (and, I should not fail to mention, have behind them people far more famous than me).

1) Aural Geography

Annea was the keynote speaker at this weekend's SCI conference, and gave a refreshing talk full of eloquent enthusiasm and unique ideas. She also played us some samples of this major piece, 167 minutes in length, which incorporates recordings from 59 sites along the Danube river and 13 interviews with locals. I can't wait to hear the whole thing. One of the concerts also featured her beautiful piece Thirst, which was less as a representation of a place and more an independent piece that used place and places as a jumping-off point. Seeking to explore the relationship in our lives between tension and relaxation, Thirst features recordings from bustling Grand Central Station alongside verbal descriptions of a woman's childhood memories of her grandparents' garden.

Unfortunately, the piece was on the last concert of the conference, so I didn't get to talk to many other attendees about it. I'd love to hear their reactions and see if they enjoyed it as much as I did. I suspect I may be in the top handful in this regard, since when it comes to art of place I'm a bit of a fish in a barrel. But think about it--in visual art, place represents a dominating force, in the form of landscape painting. It required some serious cultural revolution to weaken this tradition's supremacy, and it is still the paramount genre for many, if not most, general viewers. Literature of place is similarly a major industry--we call it travel writing. This is an area of great possibility for music (/sound art/whatever).

Speaking of travel writing:

2) Anecdotal Geography

Chatwin has done something really unexpected here: he's written a book chronicling his travels in one of the most beautiful and dramatic regions of the world without significantly discussing what it looks like. His writing style is terse--descriptive sentences are rare, descriptive paragraphs completely absent. Instead, we are presented with a plethora of contemporary and historical anecdotes: stories about, and descriptions of, people.

I should mention that the book has come under criticism from the locals represented therein. There were claims that many of the stories Chatwin relates were altered, if not entirely invented. But setting that issue aside, it is nonetheless a remarkable approach to draw an artistic map of a place using only stories of its past and present inhabitants. It is also perhaps an approach more endemic to literature, especially in the era of photographs. I don't mean to suggest that verbal description in literature is outmoded, but only that Chatwin's method has the merit of bringing the written word back to one of its original charges, that of storytelling. It is also notable that Chatwin removes himself largely from the proceedings, focusing the vast majority of his words on the people he meets and hears about, de-emphasizing his own involvement in the events.

02 April 2009

Green chile time.

I'm in the always delightful Santa Fe this weekend for the SCI National Conference, which will include a performance of Terlingua Meditations tomorrow night at the--and I think this is great, and extremely appropriate--"Late Night Wine/Cheese/Beer Concert." Immediate yes. Tonight's concert, on the other hand, opens with a piece for hammered dulcimer. Things are looking good. I'll be back with updates and recommendations soon.

In the meantime, I just left the following as a comment on Elliot's blog, in response to a post about a forthcoming Beatles cover band project.

I would like to read (or write) an article/book about cover strategies–perhaps working with five or six examples that illustrate different approaches. Anyone heard any great covers lately? As previously mentioned, I really liked Jose Gonzalez’ version of “Teardrop” at ACL. Also recently heard my friend Pat’s jazz version of Dylan’s “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right” and didn’t even recognize the tune, in spite of my long relationship with it. Covers can really reawaken you to a composition--we should know this already from hearing different versions of music in the classical world, but for some reason we usually don’t make the analogy.

01 April 2009

No extra notes, no extra players

Richard Zarou, a fine composer and gentleman who I met at CHASM at Florida State a year ago, has been kind enough to feature me on his new podcast, No Extra Notes. Each installment features an "interview" with the composer (in my case, responses recorded on an awful laptop mic) and musical samples. It's a fun project and I'm looking forward to hearing more. Thanks, Richard!

More globally, I had a bit of a sad experience this morning: I was reading the Cowells' book about Charles Ives and came to a discussion about the reluctance of orchestras to play new American music. The authors avoid simplistic assignment of blame but rather examine the institutional hurdles preventing this music from entering the standard repertoire. The central difficulty, in their estimation, lies with the additional instrumental demands of much of this music, and the union restrictions that make it complicated to enlist a fourth trumpet, second pianist, or extra drummers. Given budgetary restrictions, the variety of players required and the extra rehearsal time required by unfamiliar pieces are significant obstacles. Nonetheless, the Cowells are optimistic:

"The impasse is a serious one, but there are forces at work on it, and the situation that now makes twentieth-century music less often played than audiences and performers would like may well change before long." (118)

This was written in 1954.

1954!

And the problems are essentially the same, and Pines of Rome is still ubiquitous, and Ives' symphonies are still rarely found on programs. As the Cowells suggest, this is no one person's fault, but simply a result of the universal structure of orchestral society. What is upsetting is that in the intervening fifty years we have not managed to significantly change this structure. It's no wonder that so many composers, particularly those who are interested in varying the orchestral format in terms of length, mood, or instrumentation, have begun to look elsewhere.