“Writing about music is
like dancing about architecture.”
~Elvis Costello?
Goodness gracious, is it that
time already? Never too early to jump
back into the shark-infested waters, as my mother always said (may not be true).
Soon it will be Christmas.
Thank heavens for the BostonGlobe. Talk about news you can use!
What should we listen to?
Should? Hello?
What we should listen to is, apparently, prescribed by the condition that soon
it will be Christmas. That's the whole thing right there. Perhaps I'm not a nominally Christian female
over 20 who cares enough that soon it will be Christmas?
Oh, wait. This is in
a newspaper.
Well, I guess you have to write
to your audience.
“Historically, Christmas...
If I said that I didn't like
where this was going, I'd be lying...but only because of who I am. I'm ten kinds of strapped in and prepared for
the least-researched sentence ever.
...has been an immensely prolific
time for composers, especially (and obviously) for those writing for the
Christian church.”
I submit that the sense of “historically”
being invoked here is not really anything as broad as the word itself suggests. Historically, here, means during the 18th century.
There was actually a relatively
short period of time, in a pretty small part of the world, during which most
composers were employed by Christian churches.
But, now, see: perhaps that's
exactly what this article is after: breaking the Christmas concert paradigm.
“But this trove of musical riches
is astonishingly easy to lose sight of, even in so artistically sophisticated a
place as Boston.”
Wow, okay. I can't imagine that this sort of
self-congratulatory onanism is going to live up to my optimistic projection.
“The sophistication of Boston's
cultural patrons is matched only by their class and dignity.
It can seem as though holiday
offerings are confined to endless renditions of the “Hallelujah” chorus and an
all-too-small group of holiday favorites.”
The construction "it can
seem" is so unbelievably rhetorically weak that I'm rather put off. Instead of invoking a familiar sensation,
"it can seem" could be used to justify any number of terrible sentences.
“How to break out of this rut?”
By continuing to employ a string
of weak grammatical constructions?
“One strategy is to explore a
Christmas distant in time and space from our own,…”
Does the rabbit-creature have a
garrote made of stars?
...and this is an experience that
early music ensembles are especially skilled at providing.”
I'm gonna go ahead and write this
off as a segue to talking about specific groups in Boston this season.
“There’s a reason we hear
‘Messiah’ and ‘Nutcracker’ every year — because they’re so great,” said
Scott Metcalfe, Blue Heron’s music director.
Really? We're not just lazy or indoctrinated by a
false nostalgia!
“But doing these sort of
alternative, 15th-century Christmases, there’s no sense that they have a
holiday anything like ours.”
Translation: the artistic
director of an early music ensemble speculates that, based on available
evidence, Christmas in 15th century Burgundy was different than Christmas
today.
“For us, there is a desire to
pull the curtain open and say, wait a minute, there may be other things out
there. Let’s look at them, let’s enjoy them.’ Anne Azéma, the
Camerata’s artistic director, said of the impulse behind them: “It
came out of a desire to remove oneself from the Christmas routine.”
By putting on a Christmas
concert?
By “routine,” she meant “a
canon that was developed in the late 19th century in America — a mixture of
German-Scandinavian-English music which created this sort of postcard idea of
all things that we think now as Christmas.”
Oh. Well, good, then, within the limited scope of
expanding that notion to include slightly more European countries over a
slightly longer period of time.
That includes the caroling
tradition, popular songs about chestnuts and angels, Messiah (this would be the
perfect place to throw in the fact that Messiah is an Easter Oratorio that was
somehow appropriated by Christmas), and other time-honored entries.
Since I have a blog, I'd like to
take this opportunity to mention that the only thing I dislike more then
forcefed Christmas music is the people who feed it.
I'm sorry, you were saying
something about Christmas concerts?
“It’s wonderful material,...
Is that a nice way of calling it
"not music?"
...some of it at least,
Ha.
...but it’s become so overfamiliar that its impact is often lost.”
If I was still an academic
postmodernist ass I'd call it "overdetermined" - but I quit being
that, so I won't.
“In a way, caught among all these things, you tend to forget that
Christmas has been happening for quite a while,” she continued.
Like basically since Halloween!
Every year!
“For us, there is a desire to pull the curtain open and say, wait a
minute, there may be other things out there. Let’s look at them, let’s enjoy
them.”
First, this the second time in
three quotes you've used the "pull the curtain" analogy. I will refrain from speculating about that.
Second, I like "look
at" as a metaphor for "listen to."
Third, this:
“These are, nevertheless, holiday concerts, which means that an
audience, no matter how adventurous, is going to want something that resonates
with their own experience, even if the music is unfamiliar.”
This is where I stopped reading,
but only partly because the rationalization-to-description ratio became
untenable.
'this the season...
8 comments:
Through humor and snark you seek to provide a dialog at once amusing and inviting. Thanks for the rescue.
Do YOU hear what I hear?
I like Christmas music, until I hear too much of it.
While we can debate wars, we can agree that the commercialization of Christmas can be thought of as downright sorry, if not blasphemous. Thank you for sharing this post with us and have a wonderful Holiday.
I’m praying for a silent night 2.
Some of the things synonymous with the cheery Christmas spirit are-
Fat, in food and otherwise, red that blinds you, overly perky Christmas lovers and Christmas music which is shoved down your very being every time someone so much as breathes the C word.
Some Christmas songs just stick to you. You’ll try, oh yes you will, to shake them off, but to no avail and others makes you question the freedom of free speech.
Thanks for the post. Have a silent Christmas.
You are welcome Dr. Bunsen. And may you have a Silent Night too.
Although I agree with the complaints of crass commercialism, I fervently disagree with those who bemoan the more than month-long Christmas songfest. You see, I love Christmas music.
The most popular Christmas songs were written and performed by the best composers, singers and musicians in the business. For younger listeners, Christmas songs serve as an introduction to people my generation knows on a first-name basis: Frank, Dino, Bing, Nat and Elvis. The songs cross over from R & B rock, and jazz to classical and country. There are even hip-hop CDs.
The songs are also perhaps the last public medium for a politically incorrect true Christmas celebration. I'm referring to the unabashed artistic celebration of the birth and life of Jesus Christ.
Point taken.
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