I enjoy Anne Midgette’s articles. She’s thoughtful. She’s articulate. She’s eloquent even—a nice fit with the venerable Washington Post. But today...
Somebody forgot to tell the violinist Hilary Hahn that Schoenberg is ugly.
This is, by far, the most disappointing thing I’ve ever read from a respectable, industrious, (how about) progressive critic. More importantly—because after all that was only my opinion—she crossed the boundary between impartiality and partiality. “Schoenberg is ugly” is declarative in the worst, most biased sense. This is something we expect from others, but not our Anne!
And now for something completely different:
The music of Arnold Schoenberg, of course, isn't ugly at all;
How can this be? She just said, “Schoenberg IS ugly.” I don’t get it. What kind of twisted negative rhetorical device is this?
(loud, pissed-off sigh)
Sorry. Well, I’m not sorry. No one gets to have it both ways. Either Schoenberg is or he isn’t. So, Anne, choose the form of the destructor.
in fact, he's one of the last of the romantics.
Let me understand this correctly. Schoenberg isn’t ugly, BECAUSE he’s a romantic composer; if he were a modernist, he’d be ugly. Is that really the direction you want to take this, Anne?
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Fine.
Her new recording of the Schoenberg Violin Concerto on Deutsche Grammophon, released last month, shows no traces of the spiky, unpleasant angularity that represents Schoenberg in the popular consciousness.
You, Anne, and all critics are the everyday opinion-molders of the popular consciousness. Thus, Schoenberg’s reputation is your doing. You are the one(s) responsible for his unpleasantness. They are your descriptors.
I mean, listen, really listen, to what this says:
Both musicians [Esa-Pekka Salonen and Hahn] are smart enough not to get tied in knots by Schoenberg's score, and to see through it to the composer's inner romantic.
It says that the conductor and violinist smartly mined romanticism out of Schoenberg’s otherwise ugly, difficult, spiky, unpleasantly angular, dense, clotted, ferocious piece (all adjectives found previously within the article).
Do you now see how Schoenberg and modernism get their reputations? Reviews like this, which say, “Despite Schoenberg, the music is beautiful, because of the performers.” What kind of dismissive, backhanded logic forgets that the composer put those sounds, those romantic, angular notes, onto paper and not the performers? Apparently articles like these:
To sweeten the pill for non-initiates, Hahn pairs Schoenberg with Sibelius [...]
I am truly disgusted and disappointed, today. But, then again, this is why we are here: to defend good writing and trash the bad.
(By the way, I didn’t say “fuck” once, but I wanted to. Congrats Empiricus! Thank you.)
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5/9/08
Why the Detritus?
Posted by Empiricus at 11:02 AM 16 comments
Labels: Anne Midgette, Arnold Schoenberg, Esa-Pekka Salonen, FAQs, FUCK, Hilary Hahn, Schoenberg Violin Concerto, Washington Post
4/22/08
DR Update!
Some of you out there want to know why we remain anonymous. We tried to answer your concerns in an updated version of the FAQs.
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Nonetheless, a joke:
Q: Why did Xenakis cross the road?
A: To get to the other slide.
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Posted by Empiricus at 9:59 AM 0 comments
Labels: FAQs, Iannis Xenakis
1/1/08
FAQs
Q: Who are you guys?
A: Empiricus is a dead philosopher who suspends judgments about most beliefs. He enjoys watching people flip coins. He also enjoys Diet-Coke, because they said to.*
Sator Arepo is an 8 year-old chess master from Talinn, Estonia. He enjoys Byzantine archeology, serial music, and suede.*
Gustav, our newest contributor, is a very tiny, very angry robot and retro-funk DJ.* He enjoys 80s TV themes and hopeless National League baseball teams.
*May not be true.
Actually, we are three young-ish academic musicians and/or graduate students who think that today's level of criticism and discourse about music is outlandishly poor. Modernism, after all this time, is still largely derided and misunderstood. Concert reviews are all-too-often dominated by fluffy, vague descriptions of music that could apply to anything. The lack of coverage of "classical" (or "serious", even worse) music in the mainstream press has fallen so far as to be dead.
While snarky, our critiques of criticism, theory, and music are intended to take to task these shortcomings. We hope our work is amusing, insightful, and amusing. Also, we like alliteration and excessive punctuation.
But seriously, to a greater or lesser extent, critics shape public opinion of music. We at the Detritus would argue that, contrary to notions that contemporary “classical” music is not accessible to today’s audiences, “classical” music is chock full of easily graspable ideas and beauty. However, when critics ignorantly deride music they, themselves, do not understand, they are effectively cutting their readership off from potentially enjoying certain music. And, after all, as “classical” musicians, the audience is our livelihood. By criticizing the critics we demonstrate that one who writes about music in a public forum or daily must, at the very least, maintain a high level of journalistic, and sometimes academic, integrity, regardless of her/his personal tastes.
We are not necessarily suggesting a corrective at this time (except to hire better-educated critics). We understand the time, space, and financial limitations afforded to music writers. Sometimes, though, critiquing the critics is important.
This is an experiment; your comments and suggestions are most welcome. As well as any links to your blog, home page, or hilarious articles you might think we would enjoy.
Two new things, frequently asked.
1) A note on copyright.
We support copyright law (as artists) as necessary to the artist's living. We do feel, however, that what we do here falls under the rubric of Fair Use. Our intent is not to profit in any way from our meta-criticism. If you think there is a legal problem with any of our posts, please contact us. That said, we think it's pretty clear that our project easily fits into the Fair Use laws (especially as pertaining to parody).
2) A word on anonymity.
Recently, we've taken a little flak for remaining under noms de blog. This is a fair criticism. We have had long discussions about the ethics of anonymity. However, we believe that the blogosphere is, by nature, a faceless forum for all to voice their opinions--this is its virtue. In that spirit, our criticisms and snark exist for one purpose: to incite thought and dialogue. The purpose, in our opinion, does not require real names. Therefore, we opt to remain anonymous. Our opinions on this matter may change, however. But...
We understand that some of what we do is inflammatory, although, we hope, in the service of our stated purpose. This is why we are easily contactable and whole-heartedly committed to dialogue.
Q: Why are you doing this?
A: Somebody had to, and no one seemed like they were going to, so we did it. Also, grad school is insanely tedious.
Q: What kind of music do you like?
A: Broadly speaking, we like good music, in any genre.
Q: Why, then, do you focus on “classical” music?
A: Simple. We’re “classical” musicians.
Q: Why is “classical” always in quotation marks?
A: “Classical” is really a misnomer. It may refer to the artistic period (roughly 1740-1810 or so); it may refer to Western art music; it may refer to the stuff before Schoenberg. So who knows? Sometimes, the use of “classical” is negatively charged to mean “stuffy,” “old-fashioned,” “elitist,” etc. By subjugating the term with quotation marks, we thereby acknowledge the ambiguity of its definition. There are other terms out there, for which one could easily make a supportive case, “which” we may or “may not” surround by “.” So, in short, to save time explaining this every time it happens, here it is in the FAQs.
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Q: How do I make a Sazerac cocktail?
A: Ingredients:
Sazerac Rye Whiskey, or other comparable high-quality rye
Pernod pastis liqueur
Simple syrup (boil 1 part water and one part sugar, let cool)
Peychaud's orange bitters
Ice
Rinse out a rocks glass with Pernod. (You can pour it back in the bottle or drink it, whatever.) Put 1/2 teaspoon (or to taste) simple syrup and 3-5 dashes of bitters in the glass and muddle them. Fill the glass with ice, add rye. If the drink is too strong, you may add a little water to dilute it; however, I recommend you just let the ice melt a little. Delicious and old-timey!
Q: Anything else, for now?
A: Go Red Sox!
Posted by Empiricus at 12:19 AM 6 comments
Labels: FAQs