Yes yes, the tyranny of the superlative. I've been working as music features editor of Stop Smiling Magazine for over two years, and am excited that Plug is acknowledging how well put together the mag is and how hard everyone works on it. It's a labor of love. Support the cause!
Vote for the Plug Awards 2006
11.02.2006
cmj06: the knife
The Knife - Webster Hall (late show)
More like theater than pop, The Knife took the stage on time. They were dressed, brother and sister, in their Monkey King suits which could be called "famous" if 11 shows played in seven years of music-making does make any kind of performance fame. There were screens in front and behind them, projects passing through the first and to the back but often forming a double-light that trapped the two between. Olof stood left and played what looked like "hitstix" while Karin, right, sang more often on key than anyone this side of the Celine Dion-divide, prompting those who care to wonder where there was a there there or were we merely being "entertained." No matter, we were clearly even if both confined their gestures to forward and mic-oriented. Karin's face was painted surprised and a bit terrified, her arms often like vampire bat wings in little v-locks, moving in time. Unlike this earlier video-dancing for "You Take My Breath Away," Karin's costume amplified her awkwardness and channeled it as high weirdness, like amateur expressionist choreography. The crowd, packed and paying up to 3x face-value last minute on Craiglist, ooh'ed at every subbass rumble or pad-flush as if it were a revelation. Upstairs, Philip S (the evening's DJ - congrats!) must have been thrilled. It was beyond prog, Genesis for the post-electronic generation, the weird space where the underground meets the BAM Next Wave Festival circuit, and crosses silently over. As for the music? Listen to the CD, but as loud as possible and in stereo surround, while imagining overwhelming amounts of Nordic-expat hairgel, sweating bodies, day-old Halloween decorations wilting in the heat and the general buzz of feeling like you're in just the right place at the right moment. If this sounds like heaven, then it was.
More like theater than pop, The Knife took the stage on time. They were dressed, brother and sister, in their Monkey King suits which could be called "famous" if 11 shows played in seven years of music-making does make any kind of performance fame. There were screens in front and behind them, projects passing through the first and to the back but often forming a double-light that trapped the two between. Olof stood left and played what looked like "hitstix" while Karin, right, sang more often on key than anyone this side of the Celine Dion-divide, prompting those who care to wonder where there was a there there or were we merely being "entertained." No matter, we were clearly even if both confined their gestures to forward and mic-oriented. Karin's face was painted surprised and a bit terrified, her arms often like vampire bat wings in little v-locks, moving in time. Unlike this earlier video-dancing for "You Take My Breath Away," Karin's costume amplified her awkwardness and channeled it as high weirdness, like amateur expressionist choreography. The crowd, packed and paying up to 3x face-value last minute on Craiglist, ooh'ed at every subbass rumble or pad-flush as if it were a revelation. Upstairs, Philip S (the evening's DJ - congrats!) must have been thrilled. It was beyond prog, Genesis for the post-electronic generation, the weird space where the underground meets the BAM Next Wave Festival circuit, and crosses silently over. As for the music? Listen to the CD, but as loud as possible and in stereo surround, while imagining overwhelming amounts of Nordic-expat hairgel, sweating bodies, day-old Halloween decorations wilting in the heat and the general buzz of feeling like you're in just the right place at the right moment. If this sounds like heaven, then it was.
10.13.2006
Schmucks
Am smoking thru NIN so no time to blog right now (I met the mayor of Mercer yesterday, nice guy) but here are some interesting reads (I'm sitting in a coffee shop and two high school boys are singing "Little Runaway" while chomping on chips, I am in absolute Bon Jovi overload these days):
Schmucks of CBGB
Unquiet Gabe on Greil's new book
Trevor Dann on Nick Drake (and Linda Thompson). A few summers ago I saw Tommy T. perform a Nick Drake tribute and he said, "if things had gone differently, Nick would have married my mom and I wouldn't be here." But it just doesn't seem that way, does it?
Schmucks of CBGB
Unquiet Gabe on Greil's new book
Trevor Dann on Nick Drake (and Linda Thompson). A few summers ago I saw Tommy T. perform a Nick Drake tribute and he said, "if things had gone differently, Nick would have married my mom and I wouldn't be here." But it just doesn't seem that way, does it?
10.07.2006
BMW06 Reading NYC: Oct 25 at Housing Works. Save the date!
Wow, A 3D animated Best Music Writing 2006 in living stereo for one night only!
Please come out to the BWM06 reading at Housing Works on Wednesday, October 25th, and (as per below) bring a book or two to donate to the venue. You could even bring a book of bad music writing so you have a spot for the BMW06 on your shelf. Trade up!
Da Capo Best Music Writing 2006
Housing Works Bookstore Café
Wednesday, October 25, 7PM
“One of the hottest literary hubs in New York:
the bookstore salon that the city has been missing.”
- New York Times
Admission is free, but donated books are welcome and encouraged.
PRESS QUERIES ONLY CONTACT: Chaya Thanhauser, Special Events and Marketing, Housing Works Bookstore Café: 212-966-0466, X1104 or Thanhauser@housingworks.org
Housing Works is proud to present an evening with the editors and contributors of DA CAPO BEST MUSIC WRITING 2006 on Wednesday, October 25 at 7:00 pm. The Year’s Best Writing on Rock, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Pop, Country, & More! Jam packed with some of today’s hottest music writers reading from their work, the event will be kicked off with an introduction by Mary Gaitskill and moderated by Daphne Carr. There will be two rounds of readings followed by question and answer sessions and a book signing at the end.
Praise for the DA CAPO BEST MUSIC WRITING Series:
“Each page makes me want to either dance or visit a rock star’s grave.”—USA Today
“A diverse time capsule that grapples with pop music’s most engaging issues.”—Blender
About the Contributors who will be reading:
Guest Editor Mary Gaitskill is a National Book Award finalist for her novel Veronica, which was also named one of the New York Times’ top five novels of the year. Her book Because They Wanted To was nominated for the PEN/Faulkner Award in 1998 and her stories and essays have appeared in The New Yorker, Harper’s Magazine, Esquire, The Best American Short Stories (1993), and The O. Henry Prize Stories (1998). She is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship and teaches creative writing at Syracuse University. She lives in New York.
Andrew Hultkrans is the author of Forever Changes (Continuum, 2003), one of the inaugural six volumes in the 33 1/3 series on celebrated rock albums. From 1998 through 2003, he was editor-in-chief of Bookforum magazine. Over the years, his journalism and criticism have appeared in Artforum, Bookforum, Wired, Salon, 21C, Filmmaker, Tin House, Cabinet, and the pioneering cyberculture magazine Mondo 2000, where he was managing editor and columnist for three years in the early '90s. He is at work on a book about surveillance in America.
Nick Weidenfeld was born in Washington, D.C. He worked with Linda Tripp and Monica Lewinsky at the Department of Defense before becoming co-owner and editor of While You Were Sleeping magazine. He is currently the head of Program Development for [adult swim] on the Cartoon Network and is working on his own series, "That Crook'd 'Sip" inspired by William Faulkner's "The Sound and Fury" and David Banner's first record, Missisippi: The Album. He lives in Atlanta, Georgia.
Robert Christgau began writing rock criticism for Esquire in 1967 and since 1974 has been a full-time employee of The Village Voice, where the masthead now lists him as "gray eminence." He has published three books based on his Consumer Guide columns and two other collections, Any Old Way You Choose It (1973) and Grown Up All Wrong (1998). "The First Lady of Song" was his first contribution to The Nation.
Dave Tompkins has written about hip hop since 1992. His first book, I Have No Vocoder And I Must Scream, begins with a man yelling at an air conditioner. Participants include: Ray Bradbury, Rammellzzee, Can, a 16-foot hexagon called The OVC, a 96 year-old WWII speech splitter named Ralph, Miami, Stanislaw Lem, a Bavarian mental institution, Dr. Phibes and weird little kids and frogs. He lives in Brooklyn and writes for The Wire and Wax Poetics.
Elizabeth Mendez Berry's writing has appeared in the Washington Post, the Village Voice, Time, and Vibe, among other publications. She is from Toronto.
In 2001, Anne Midgette became the first woman to regularly review classical music for The New York Times. Her reviews and feature articles on music, theater, art, dance and film have appeared in the Wall Street Journal, The Los Angeles Times, Newsday, Opera News, ArtNews, Town and Country, and many other publications; she has also written in German for Die Welt and Opern Welt. With Herbert Breslin, she co-authored The King and I: The Uncensored Tale of Luciano Pavarotti's Rise to Fame. She is currently working on a novel.
Jon Caramanica is Music Editor of Vibe Magazine. His writing has appeared in the New York Times, Rolling Stone, Vice, New York, Spin, and the Village Voice. He is at work on a social history of rap music.
Alex Ross has been the music critic of The New Yorker since 1996. His first book, The Rest Is Noise: Listening to the Twentieth Century, is forthcoming from Farrar, Strauss & Giroux.
Will Hermes writes for The New York Times, Entertainment Weekly, and many other publications; he also contributes to National Public Radio’s "All Things Considered" and "All Songs Considered." He is co-editor, with Sia Michel, of SPIN: 20 Years of Alternative Music (Three Rivers Press), and author of the semi-fictional MP3 blog Loose Strife.
J. Edward Keyes has been writing about music since 1997, and has contributed to Entertainment Weekly, The Village Voice, The Chicago Reader, Philadelphia Weekly, MAGNET and various other publications. For two years he was a member of a one-man industrial band, about which the less said the better. He lives with his fiancée in Astoria, New York.
OW TO FIND US:
Housing Works Bookstore Café
126 Crosby Street (one block east of Broadway between Houston and Prince)
Subway: W, R to Prince; B, D, F, V to Broadway/Lafayette; 6 to Bleecker
General Information: (212) 334-3324
www.housingworksbookstore.org
Housing Works Bookstore Café Fighting AIDS One Book At A Time
Housing Works Bookstore Café is an independent cultural center that offers patrons a unique opportunity to join the fight against AIDS and homelessness. Arts-based philanthropy in practice, we allow visitors to make a difference simply by buying or donating books; eating at our cafe; coming to concerts, readings, and special events; or volunteering for our staff.
We are a non-profit organization that relies entirely on donations to stock our store and volunteers to run it. All proceeds directly benefit our parent organization, Housing Works, Inc., the nation’s largest minority-controlled AIDS service provider. Housing Works provides housing, healthcare, job training, and advocacy for New Yorkers living with HIV/AIDS. As an activist organization, we are committed to implementing the systemic changes necessary to ensure that AIDS and public health policies are sound in concept and equitable in administration.
Please come out to the BWM06 reading at Housing Works on Wednesday, October 25th, and (as per below) bring a book or two to donate to the venue. You could even bring a book of bad music writing so you have a spot for the BMW06 on your shelf. Trade up!
Da Capo Best Music Writing 2006
Housing Works Bookstore Café
Wednesday, October 25, 7PM
“One of the hottest literary hubs in New York:
the bookstore salon that the city has been missing.”
- New York Times
Admission is free, but donated books are welcome and encouraged.
PRESS QUERIES ONLY CONTACT: Chaya Thanhauser, Special Events and Marketing, Housing Works Bookstore Café: 212-966-0466, X1104 or Thanhauser@housingworks.org
Housing Works is proud to present an evening with the editors and contributors of DA CAPO BEST MUSIC WRITING 2006 on Wednesday, October 25 at 7:00 pm. The Year’s Best Writing on Rock, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Pop, Country, & More! Jam packed with some of today’s hottest music writers reading from their work, the event will be kicked off with an introduction by Mary Gaitskill and moderated by Daphne Carr. There will be two rounds of readings followed by question and answer sessions and a book signing at the end.
Praise for the DA CAPO BEST MUSIC WRITING Series:
“Each page makes me want to either dance or visit a rock star’s grave.”—USA Today
“A diverse time capsule that grapples with pop music’s most engaging issues.”—Blender
About the Contributors who will be reading:
Guest Editor Mary Gaitskill is a National Book Award finalist for her novel Veronica, which was also named one of the New York Times’ top five novels of the year. Her book Because They Wanted To was nominated for the PEN/Faulkner Award in 1998 and her stories and essays have appeared in The New Yorker, Harper’s Magazine, Esquire, The Best American Short Stories (1993), and The O. Henry Prize Stories (1998). She is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship and teaches creative writing at Syracuse University. She lives in New York.
Andrew Hultkrans is the author of Forever Changes (Continuum, 2003), one of the inaugural six volumes in the 33 1/3 series on celebrated rock albums. From 1998 through 2003, he was editor-in-chief of Bookforum magazine. Over the years, his journalism and criticism have appeared in Artforum, Bookforum, Wired, Salon, 21C, Filmmaker, Tin House, Cabinet, and the pioneering cyberculture magazine Mondo 2000, where he was managing editor and columnist for three years in the early '90s. He is at work on a book about surveillance in America.
Nick Weidenfeld was born in Washington, D.C. He worked with Linda Tripp and Monica Lewinsky at the Department of Defense before becoming co-owner and editor of While You Were Sleeping magazine. He is currently the head of Program Development for [adult swim] on the Cartoon Network and is working on his own series, "That Crook'd 'Sip" inspired by William Faulkner's "The Sound and Fury" and David Banner's first record, Missisippi: The Album. He lives in Atlanta, Georgia.
Robert Christgau began writing rock criticism for Esquire in 1967 and since 1974 has been a full-time employee of The Village Voice, where the masthead now lists him as "gray eminence." He has published three books based on his Consumer Guide columns and two other collections, Any Old Way You Choose It (1973) and Grown Up All Wrong (1998). "The First Lady of Song" was his first contribution to The Nation.
Dave Tompkins has written about hip hop since 1992. His first book, I Have No Vocoder And I Must Scream, begins with a man yelling at an air conditioner. Participants include: Ray Bradbury, Rammellzzee, Can, a 16-foot hexagon called The OVC, a 96 year-old WWII speech splitter named Ralph, Miami, Stanislaw Lem, a Bavarian mental institution, Dr. Phibes and weird little kids and frogs. He lives in Brooklyn and writes for The Wire and Wax Poetics.
Elizabeth Mendez Berry's writing has appeared in the Washington Post, the Village Voice, Time, and Vibe, among other publications. She is from Toronto.
In 2001, Anne Midgette became the first woman to regularly review classical music for The New York Times. Her reviews and feature articles on music, theater, art, dance and film have appeared in the Wall Street Journal, The Los Angeles Times, Newsday, Opera News, ArtNews, Town and Country, and many other publications; she has also written in German for Die Welt and Opern Welt. With Herbert Breslin, she co-authored The King and I: The Uncensored Tale of Luciano Pavarotti's Rise to Fame. She is currently working on a novel.
Jon Caramanica is Music Editor of Vibe Magazine. His writing has appeared in the New York Times, Rolling Stone, Vice, New York, Spin, and the Village Voice. He is at work on a social history of rap music.
Alex Ross has been the music critic of The New Yorker since 1996. His first book, The Rest Is Noise: Listening to the Twentieth Century, is forthcoming from Farrar, Strauss & Giroux.
Will Hermes writes for The New York Times, Entertainment Weekly, and many other publications; he also contributes to National Public Radio’s "All Things Considered" and "All Songs Considered." He is co-editor, with Sia Michel, of SPIN: 20 Years of Alternative Music (Three Rivers Press), and author of the semi-fictional MP3 blog Loose Strife.
J. Edward Keyes has been writing about music since 1997, and has contributed to Entertainment Weekly, The Village Voice, The Chicago Reader, Philadelphia Weekly, MAGNET and various other publications. For two years he was a member of a one-man industrial band, about which the less said the better. He lives with his fiancée in Astoria, New York.
OW TO FIND US:
Housing Works Bookstore Café
126 Crosby Street (one block east of Broadway between Houston and Prince)
Subway: W, R to Prince; B, D, F, V to Broadway/Lafayette; 6 to Bleecker
General Information: (212) 334-3324
www.housingworksbookstore.org
Housing Works Bookstore Café Fighting AIDS One Book At A Time
Housing Works Bookstore Café is an independent cultural center that offers patrons a unique opportunity to join the fight against AIDS and homelessness. Arts-based philanthropy in practice, we allow visitors to make a difference simply by buying or donating books; eating at our cafe; coming to concerts, readings, and special events; or volunteering for our staff.
We are a non-profit organization that relies entirely on donations to stock our store and volunteers to run it. All proceeds directly benefit our parent organization, Housing Works, Inc., the nation’s largest minority-controlled AIDS service provider. Housing Works provides housing, healthcare, job training, and advocacy for New Yorkers living with HIV/AIDS. As an activist organization, we are committed to implementing the systemic changes necessary to ensure that AIDS and public health policies are sound in concept and equitable in administration.
10.03.2006
Tough chix and little kidz
I'm surprised to mostly agree with a list of AOL's ladies who rock...now but less so knowing the fabulous Jessica Robertson was involved in its making. She's no small Joan Jett herself. Girl, when are you going to get up on stage?
As for someone always in the spotlight, here's a Guardian piece quoting Pete Doherty on poetry. Yesterday there was poorly written but good story on British grime dudes expressing their love for poetry too, and helping make lists of books for kids to get interested in literature. I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff, I mean, I believe children are the future too, I guess. That said, one of the bummers of being out of NYC is not being able to work at 826 NYC this year. But hey, if you're full-time freelance in Williamsburg or Park Slope, I more than encourage you to get involved, not just because the kids are hilarious, but because everyone who works there is awesome and inspiring. And for christsakes, it makes you leave the house!
As for someone always in the spotlight, here's a Guardian piece quoting Pete Doherty on poetry. Yesterday there was poorly written but good story on British grime dudes expressing their love for poetry too, and helping make lists of books for kids to get interested in literature. I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff, I mean, I believe children are the future too, I guess. That said, one of the bummers of being out of NYC is not being able to work at 826 NYC this year. But hey, if you're full-time freelance in Williamsburg or Park Slope, I more than encourage you to get involved, not just because the kids are hilarious, but because everyone who works there is awesome and inspiring. And for christsakes, it makes you leave the house!
9.28.2006
writing about...other stuff
Douglas Wolk and Ann Powers have both lamented to me on separate occasions that a younger generation of music writers seem less obsessed with general "good" writing, and more obsessed with generations of music writers. That the profession has become inbred (my words, not theirs). And while we all need living, breathing mentors (Douglas and Ann are good ones), it is also imperative that a writer keep some kind of bookcase of influences, no matter how positive or negative, outside the relatively new field of popular music writing. While fiction is the staple, I am starting to notice among my friends a great trend: passion for other senses and writers who capture them well.
When I was in Seattle last spring, the lovely Kate Silver asked me "Who's your favorite film writer?" and in thinking about it, I began to pay attention to which critics my other music writer friends admired "outside our circle." Matos and Beta are foodies, and Beta has started his own blog about food, the Clean Plate Club.
Douglas is, of course, the master of deep thoughts on comic books (I recently finished The League of Extraordinary Gentleman, at his suggestion and gift, and I was thrilled by its fussy language, the characters' crispness, of how the characters seem to be enshrouded in melancholy), which means he must attend not just to the writing, but to the eye. He and I had a kind of brain-cracking conversation about "language about lines" or how to describe the signature way an artist makes their line. It made me start paying attention to how art critics discuss the elements of art when critiquing it. Is it more a question of formal language, accepted metaphors, or a series of relations? What elements of a work fit which parts of language better? Does time-based work need different language then spatial work? Why are there more grades of language for the eye than the ear? Who, besides food writers, attends to the most ignored (and most sentimental) of senses, smell?
This is the beginning of a confession for a crime I have yet to commit. I think I really, really love fashion writing. This piece by Guy Trebay, about the Milan spring fashion shows is an inspiration to me, managing to find a way to approach the nearly impossible subject(summarize multiple events a la CMJ) with a writer's eye, a fashion-addict's sense of detail, and some leveling as to the greater significant of the event in our time.
A year ago I went to dinner with a fashion writer, and I found myself listening enraptured to her description of her beat. I remember going home on the subway daydreaming about a subject swap. What would I do if I were to spend a few months writing about fashion? Would I be a heifer to the slaughter? Certainly I would have a lot of reading to do, a lot of touching and looking to do first, and I would likely never escape making reference to music (Clearly "Sexyback" was just made for this fall's runway, in spite of the fact that the beat isn't really in a walking gait) in my writing. But maybe that would be good, if not for fashion readers, then at least for my music writing.
Or is this the logic that has lead a whole generation of contemporary writers working with popular music/memoir to become the dominant style of "the rest" of music writing, aka, the slow death of the critical part of music criticism. I mean, how many books are there with music critics as characters? Who reads these books? Is is not the natural end to a cycle where music writers only pay attention to themselves? I mean, being Almost Famous is not a career goal, at least not for me, and while I respect my predesseors, mentors, even adversaries (who have shaped me too, maybe moreso) the one thing I see from the pop music part of my library is that each writer comes from a unique voice, attacks their subjects/themes with a new eye, writes with passion and quirk, and has something more to say than simply about music or writing. And you don't learn those things just listening to, reading (or writing?) about music. In other words, I see a lot more chiffon in my future, and I hope it improves my sillouette.
When I was in Seattle last spring, the lovely Kate Silver asked me "Who's your favorite film writer?" and in thinking about it, I began to pay attention to which critics my other music writer friends admired "outside our circle." Matos and Beta are foodies, and Beta has started his own blog about food, the Clean Plate Club.
Douglas is, of course, the master of deep thoughts on comic books (I recently finished The League of Extraordinary Gentleman, at his suggestion and gift, and I was thrilled by its fussy language, the characters' crispness, of how the characters seem to be enshrouded in melancholy), which means he must attend not just to the writing, but to the eye. He and I had a kind of brain-cracking conversation about "language about lines" or how to describe the signature way an artist makes their line. It made me start paying attention to how art critics discuss the elements of art when critiquing it. Is it more a question of formal language, accepted metaphors, or a series of relations? What elements of a work fit which parts of language better? Does time-based work need different language then spatial work? Why are there more grades of language for the eye than the ear? Who, besides food writers, attends to the most ignored (and most sentimental) of senses, smell?
This is the beginning of a confession for a crime I have yet to commit. I think I really, really love fashion writing. This piece by Guy Trebay, about the Milan spring fashion shows is an inspiration to me, managing to find a way to approach the nearly impossible subject(summarize multiple events a la CMJ) with a writer's eye, a fashion-addict's sense of detail, and some leveling as to the greater significant of the event in our time.
A year ago I went to dinner with a fashion writer, and I found myself listening enraptured to her description of her beat. I remember going home on the subway daydreaming about a subject swap. What would I do if I were to spend a few months writing about fashion? Would I be a heifer to the slaughter? Certainly I would have a lot of reading to do, a lot of touching and looking to do first, and I would likely never escape making reference to music (Clearly "Sexyback" was just made for this fall's runway, in spite of the fact that the beat isn't really in a walking gait) in my writing. But maybe that would be good, if not for fashion readers, then at least for my music writing.
Or is this the logic that has lead a whole generation of contemporary writers working with popular music/memoir to become the dominant style of "the rest" of music writing, aka, the slow death of the critical part of music criticism. I mean, how many books are there with music critics as characters? Who reads these books? Is is not the natural end to a cycle where music writers only pay attention to themselves? I mean, being Almost Famous is not a career goal, at least not for me, and while I respect my predesseors, mentors, even adversaries (who have shaped me too, maybe moreso) the one thing I see from the pop music part of my library is that each writer comes from a unique voice, attacks their subjects/themes with a new eye, writes with passion and quirk, and has something more to say than simply about music or writing. And you don't learn those things just listening to, reading (or writing?) about music. In other words, I see a lot more chiffon in my future, and I hope it improves my sillouette.
9.27.2006
trans-siberian snorkistra, havel in nyc, dc nostalgia
Am poking around in Ohio, not much to report. I did buy for my family today tickets to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. I have to tell you that I suspect it to be the most horrendous kitsch on the planet, the merging of my least favorite aspects of rock with my least favorite aspects of classical in a line not tred (or crossedover) since Metallica's S&M. I suspect that, Radiohead by even mid OK Computer tour, it's most favorable performance attribute would be its lighting design. Sigh, and I LIKE big budgets, and even prog rock, and even a well-placed rock cello. Well, at least they play a few Christmas numbers.
NEWS:
You there in the (ny) metroarea: I highly recommend seeing some of the events related to Vaclav Havel's residency at Columbia this fall. Havel is of course the first president of the CZ after the fall of Communism and the country's most famous playwright. He's also really, really into Frank Zappa. Dig the topic: the meaning of citizenship.
On a related note:
You're my (Miss Washington DC): Holy mall punk Jem Cohen, it's a google map, text message and streaming video tour of the old DC punk scene. Now can zoom into the actual roofs of gentrified neighborhoods while Ian Mackaye lectures you about them! Dig the idea, reminds of me of a zine I got in high school in which the author wrote about all the places that used to exist in his city, and what remnants of them could be seen if you looked hard enough. Place and time, history history. Anyway, when Ian M. says the word "punk" it comes off his tongue like its just a group of great folks, his friends, who made rad stuff happen in the 80s/90s. There's none of that "I know what I'm saying is about History" halo that say, Ian S. gets (does 13 point program hold up, sadly no) when he discusses "the meaning" and "the impact" of (sigh...) "punk." Is Ian M. terminally termite? Maybe, but the monk lives in part to remind us that at some moments, we all should fast.
NEWS:
You there in the (ny) metroarea: I highly recommend seeing some of the events related to Vaclav Havel's residency at Columbia this fall. Havel is of course the first president of the CZ after the fall of Communism and the country's most famous playwright. He's also really, really into Frank Zappa. Dig the topic: the meaning of citizenship.
On a related note:
You're my (Miss Washington DC): Holy mall punk Jem Cohen, it's a google map, text message and streaming video tour of the old DC punk scene. Now can zoom into the actual roofs of gentrified neighborhoods while Ian Mackaye lectures you about them! Dig the idea, reminds of me of a zine I got in high school in which the author wrote about all the places that used to exist in his city, and what remnants of them could be seen if you looked hard enough. Place and time, history history. Anyway, when Ian M. says the word "punk" it comes off his tongue like its just a group of great folks, his friends, who made rad stuff happen in the 80s/90s. There's none of that "I know what I'm saying is about History" halo that say, Ian S. gets (does 13 point program hold up, sadly no) when he discusses "the meaning" and "the impact" of (sigh...) "punk." Is Ian M. terminally termite? Maybe, but the monk lives in part to remind us that at some moments, we all should fast.
9.26.2006
CALL FOR PAPERS: EMP Pop Con 2007
Alright folks, let's do this:
Waking Up From History: Music, Time, and Place
The 2007 Pop Conference at Experience Music Project
April 19-22, 2007
Seattle, Washington
Music happens, then it ripples. What is the relationship between the circumstances that produce music and our swirling notions of pop's past, future, and zeitgeist? How do the times affect the notes? What factors literally and figuratively change the beat of a city? Some decry postmodern "pastiche," while others defend pop concoctions as multiculturalism in action or intoxicating aesthetics. But what are the power relationships at work when music stops time and lets us dance in place?
For this year's Pop Conference, we invite presentations on
music, time, and place. This might include:
*Reading time and place into musical innovation. The breakbeat as a refunking of sonic structure and origin myth; or the social history of changing time signatures.
* The racial, class, and gender components that constitute a pop place or time's "we"; the mutating New Orleans of the hip-hop, funk, R&B, and jazz eras, for example.
*Evolving notions of musical revivalism: retro culture, questions of periodization in music, and the validity of the concept of youth culture as a sign of the times.
*Geographies of sound, or how place is incorporated sonically. Lise Waxer called Cali, Colombia, an unlikely bastion of salsa revivalism, a "city of musical memory."
*The dematerialization of the album into the celestial jukebox and other new media. Does the Chicken Noodle Soup dance live on 119 and Lex or on Youtube?
*How dichotomies of nearness/experience and farness/history affect music fanship, music writing, and music making.
*The "place" of pop now, culturally, professionally, and certainly politically.
Proposals should be sent to Eric Weisbard at EricW@emplive.org by December 15, 2006. For individual presentations, please keep proposals to roughly 250 words and attach a brief (75 word) bio. Full panel proposals and more unusual approaches are also welcome. For further guidance, contact the organizer or program
committee members: Jalylah Burrell (New York Press), Jon Caramanica (Vibe), Daphne Carr (series editor, Da Capo Best Music Writing), Jeff Chang (author, Can't Stop Won't Stop), Michelle Habell-Pallan (University of Washington), Josh Kun (University of Southern California) Eric Lott (University of Virginia), Ann Powers (Los Angeles Times), Simon Reynolds (author, Rip it Up and Start Again), Bob Santelli (author, The Big Book of Blues), and Judy Tsou (University of Washington). We are excited to announce that presentations from this year's conference will be considered for a future issue of The Believer.
The Pop Conference connect academics, critics, musicians, and other writers passionate about talking music. Our second anthology, Listen Again: A Momentary History of Pop Music, will be published by Duke in 2007. The conference is sponsored by the Seattle Partnership for American Popular Music (Experience Music Project, the University of Washington School of Music, and radio station KEXP 90.7 FM), through a grant from the Allen Foundation for Music. For more information, go to "Pop Conference."
Waking Up From History: Music, Time, and Place
The 2007 Pop Conference at Experience Music Project
April 19-22, 2007
Seattle, Washington
Music happens, then it ripples. What is the relationship between the circumstances that produce music and our swirling notions of pop's past, future, and zeitgeist? How do the times affect the notes? What factors literally and figuratively change the beat of a city? Some decry postmodern "pastiche," while others defend pop concoctions as multiculturalism in action or intoxicating aesthetics. But what are the power relationships at work when music stops time and lets us dance in place?
For this year's Pop Conference, we invite presentations on
music, time, and place. This might include:
*Reading time and place into musical innovation. The breakbeat as a refunking of sonic structure and origin myth; or the social history of changing time signatures.
* The racial, class, and gender components that constitute a pop place or time's "we"; the mutating New Orleans of the hip-hop, funk, R&B, and jazz eras, for example.
*Evolving notions of musical revivalism: retro culture, questions of periodization in music, and the validity of the concept of youth culture as a sign of the times.
*Geographies of sound, or how place is incorporated sonically. Lise Waxer called Cali, Colombia, an unlikely bastion of salsa revivalism, a "city of musical memory."
*The dematerialization of the album into the celestial jukebox and other new media. Does the Chicken Noodle Soup dance live on 119 and Lex or on Youtube?
*How dichotomies of nearness/experience and farness/history affect music fanship, music writing, and music making.
*The "place" of pop now, culturally, professionally, and certainly politically.
Proposals should be sent to Eric Weisbard at EricW@emplive.org by December 15, 2006. For individual presentations, please keep proposals to roughly 250 words and attach a brief (75 word) bio. Full panel proposals and more unusual approaches are also welcome. For further guidance, contact the organizer or program
committee members: Jalylah Burrell (New York Press), Jon Caramanica (Vibe), Daphne Carr (series editor, Da Capo Best Music Writing), Jeff Chang (author, Can't Stop Won't Stop), Michelle Habell-Pallan (University of Washington), Josh Kun (University of Southern California) Eric Lott (University of Virginia), Ann Powers (Los Angeles Times), Simon Reynolds (author, Rip it Up and Start Again), Bob Santelli (author, The Big Book of Blues), and Judy Tsou (University of Washington). We are excited to announce that presentations from this year's conference will be considered for a future issue of The Believer.
The Pop Conference connect academics, critics, musicians, and other writers passionate about talking music. Our second anthology, Listen Again: A Momentary History of Pop Music, will be published by Duke in 2007. The conference is sponsored by the Seattle Partnership for American Popular Music (Experience Music Project, the University of Washington School of Music, and radio station KEXP 90.7 FM), through a grant from the Allen Foundation for Music. For more information, go to "Pop Conference."
9.19.2006
Marooned/Two Ton
Today Phil posted the final list and/or table of contents ofMarooned essays. I'm honored to be sandwiched between Douglas and Darnielle, and having read the Stereolab piece in advance, can see why Phil made it so. I'm most excited to read Miccio's and Breihan's pieces, and sort of overwhelmed and thrilled by how bizarre these writers' choices were. Popism sweeps, and there I am with an album of 40 Fenders and a kite-high psycrock koncepts. I accept it with good humor.
Motörhead - No Remorse, by Phil Freeman
Skunk Anansie - Stoosh, by Laina Dawes
My Bloody Valentine - Loveless, by Ned Raggett
Various Artists - History Of Our World Part 1: Breakbeat And Jungle Ultramix By DJ DB, by Michaelangelo Matos
Divine Styler - Spiral Walls Containing Autumns Of Light, by Scott Seward
John Martyn - Solid Air, by Simon Reynolds
Alice Coltrane - Journey In Satchidananda, by Geeta Dayal
Miles Davis - Bitches Brew, by Greg Tate
Scorpions - Virgin Killer, by Dave Queen
Stereolab - Transient Random Noise Bursts With Announcements, by Douglas Wolk
Spiritualized - Ladies And Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space, by Daphne Carr
Dionne Warwick - Legends, by John Darnielle
Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road, by Matt Ashare
Dio - Ultimate Collection, by Anthony Miccio
The Meters - The Meters, by Jeff Chang
Stephen Stills - Manassas, by Kandia Crazy Horse
Brand Nubian - One For All, by Tom Breihan
The Cars - The Cars, by Rob Harvilla
Sonny Rollins - A Night At The Village Vanguard, by Derek Taylor
Iron Maiden - Killers, by Ian Christe
IN OTHER NEWS:
What with the return to Ohio to finish work on NIN, I'm feeling the mood of this Two Ton Boa video, even if the song is a little early-90s industrial retro, no? The dude playing bass in cartoon flower field is just too much tho. Sherry Frasier is just so rad indie girl next store, which makes the video feel like something your proud your friend made. Ahh, the elder days of unslick-promo.
Motörhead - No Remorse, by Phil Freeman
Skunk Anansie - Stoosh, by Laina Dawes
My Bloody Valentine - Loveless, by Ned Raggett
Various Artists - History Of Our World Part 1: Breakbeat And Jungle Ultramix By DJ DB, by Michaelangelo Matos
Divine Styler - Spiral Walls Containing Autumns Of Light, by Scott Seward
John Martyn - Solid Air, by Simon Reynolds
Alice Coltrane - Journey In Satchidananda, by Geeta Dayal
Miles Davis - Bitches Brew, by Greg Tate
Scorpions - Virgin Killer, by Dave Queen
Stereolab - Transient Random Noise Bursts With Announcements, by Douglas Wolk
Spiritualized - Ladies And Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space, by Daphne Carr
Dionne Warwick - Legends, by John Darnielle
Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road, by Matt Ashare
Dio - Ultimate Collection, by Anthony Miccio
The Meters - The Meters, by Jeff Chang
Stephen Stills - Manassas, by Kandia Crazy Horse
Brand Nubian - One For All, by Tom Breihan
The Cars - The Cars, by Rob Harvilla
Sonny Rollins - A Night At The Village Vanguard, by Derek Taylor
Iron Maiden - Killers, by Ian Christe
IN OTHER NEWS:
What with the return to Ohio to finish work on NIN, I'm feeling the mood of this Two Ton Boa video, even if the song is a little early-90s industrial retro, no? The dude playing bass in cartoon flower field is just too much tho. Sherry Frasier is just so rad indie girl next store, which makes the video feel like something your proud your friend made. Ahh, the elder days of unslick-promo.
9.09.2006
teachers, mentors, firings, the future
Read this obit for RS editor Paul Nelson, which includes this:
Longterm contributor David Fricke says of Nelson, his first editor at the magazine, "He was the perfect definition of 'mentor' -- someone who recognized talent, gave it a chance and made vital helpful criticism in terms of language and perspective. I learned a lot from Paul not just about expressing one's passions and opinions, but how to formulate them and make them live on the page."
And here's Jody Rosen (many props, this boy is ON!) on Bob Xgau's firing:
He also earned the "dean" title by teaching. A huge percentage of the working rock critics of the last three decades are graduates of the Voice music section, shaped by Christgau's mentoring and fearsome line-editing.
Here's a sample of the "new" Voice style gallery rap:
On "Rap O'Clock," they joke about how they "use rap words like 'word is bond' like 'to the rhythm yo.' " It's rap music about rap, downtown music about downtown, hipster music about being hip. Haters call it gallery rap—as in, you know, art.
(Hey, I'm confused, what genre is that sad cool kid the clown prince of? Rap, you say?)
So, in view of the crumbly towers of my loved profession, with art schoolers invading yet another genre and having waged my own covert year-long battle uptown, I announce to you all that I am now no longer a resident of NYC, that I'll be back to freelance after the 33 1/3 and that, well, I'll be back to blogging with a vengance and a renewed passion. What is the future of music writing? I've been asking myself this question every day, and since my commitment to it has become a major conflict in my life, I intend to spend this year off from Columbia passionately arguing and hopefully affecting change for the the profession's future.
And since blogging/web publishing has certainly been the key factor in professional criticism's paradigm shift, I'll end this purposefully vague announcement by simply quoting someone else who has spoken better on the subject in the near past:
So, since I have no intention of giving up rock criticism, all reasonable offers entertained; my phone number is in the book, as they used to say when there were books.
Be Seeing (More Of) You,
Daphne
Longterm contributor David Fricke says of Nelson, his first editor at the magazine, "He was the perfect definition of 'mentor' -- someone who recognized talent, gave it a chance and made vital helpful criticism in terms of language and perspective. I learned a lot from Paul not just about expressing one's passions and opinions, but how to formulate them and make them live on the page."
And here's Jody Rosen (many props, this boy is ON!) on Bob Xgau's firing:
He also earned the "dean" title by teaching. A huge percentage of the working rock critics of the last three decades are graduates of the Voice music section, shaped by Christgau's mentoring and fearsome line-editing.
Here's a sample of the "new" Voice style gallery rap:
On "Rap O'Clock," they joke about how they "use rap words like 'word is bond' like 'to the rhythm yo.' " It's rap music about rap, downtown music about downtown, hipster music about being hip. Haters call it gallery rap—as in, you know, art.
(Hey, I'm confused, what genre is that sad cool kid the clown prince of? Rap, you say?)
So, in view of the crumbly towers of my loved profession, with art schoolers invading yet another genre and having waged my own covert year-long battle uptown, I announce to you all that I am now no longer a resident of NYC, that I'll be back to freelance after the 33 1/3 and that, well, I'll be back to blogging with a vengance and a renewed passion. What is the future of music writing? I've been asking myself this question every day, and since my commitment to it has become a major conflict in my life, I intend to spend this year off from Columbia passionately arguing and hopefully affecting change for the the profession's future.
And since blogging/web publishing has certainly been the key factor in professional criticism's paradigm shift, I'll end this purposefully vague announcement by simply quoting someone else who has spoken better on the subject in the near past:
So, since I have no intention of giving up rock criticism, all reasonable offers entertained; my phone number is in the book, as they used to say when there were books.
Be Seeing (More Of) You,
Daphne
8.16.2006
BMW06: table of contents
• Greil Marcus, Stories of a Bad Song/Threepenny Review
• Alex Ross, Doctor Atomic “Countdown”/The New Yorker
• Mike McGuirk/Rhapsody
Rush Hemispheres
Charlie Rich Behind Closed Doors
Ted Nugent Cat Scratch Fever
Kylie Minogue I Believe in You
Accept Balls to the Wall
Frosty Liquor Drink
Iron Maiden Number of the Beast
Boredoms Super AE
Kraftwerk Man Machine
Dream Theater Octavarium
• Robert Wheaton, London Calling—For Congo, Coloumbo, Sri Lanka…/PopMatters
• Jon Caramanica, Ghetto Gospel/XXL Magazine
• Elizabeth Mendez Berry, Love Hurts/VIBE
• Charles Michener, Going Bonkers at the Opera: Glimmerglass Flirts with Chaos/New York Observer
• Ann Powers, Crazy Is as Crazy Does/eMusic
• Miss AMP, Kevin Blechdom/Plan B Magazine
• Kimberly Chun, Touched by a Woman: Dolly Parton Sings about Peace, Love, and Understanding/Creative Loafing
• Frank Kogan, Frank Kogan’s Country Music Critics’ Ballot 2005/I Love Music
• John Biguenet, The DeZurik Sisters/The Oxford American
• Katy St. Clair, A Very Special Concert/San Francisco Weekly
• Nick Weidenfeld, Dying in the Al Gore Suite/The Fader
• Tom Ewing, The Beatles “Eleanor Rigby/Yellow Submarine”/Popular
• Geoffrey O’Brien, “Will You Love Me Tomorrow”/The New York Review of Books
• Geoff Boucher, Ex-Door Lighting Their Ire/Los Angeles Times
• Dave Tompkins, Permission to ‘Land/Scratch Magazine
• Kevin Whitehead, Chops: Upstairs, Downstairs with Art Tatum (and Monk)/eMusic
• Robert Christgau, The First Lady of Song/The Nation
• Anne Midgette, The End of the Great Big American Voice/New York Times
• Bill Friskics-Warren, Bettye Lavette/No Depression
•Susan Alcorn, Texas: Three Days and Two Nights/Counterpunch
• John Sullivan, Upon This Rock/GQ
• Peter Relic, The Return/XXL Magazine
• Dr. David Thorpe, Thorpe’s Notes on R. Kelly’s Trapped in the Closet/Something Awful.com
• Raquel Cepeda, Riddims by the Reggaeton/Village Voice
• Wayne Marshall, we use so many snares/wayne&wax
• Andrew Hultkrans, Sweat and Lowdown/Artforum
• J. Edward Keyes, Where’s the Party? 13 Hours with the Next Franz Ferdinand/DIW Magazine
• David Marchese, High on Fire/PopMatters
• Monica Kendrick, Bang the Head Slowly/Chicago Reader
• Will Hermes (as Robert Barbara) Vegetarian militancy, sound magick, B&D, and the most astonishing live show of my life/Loose Strife
• Moustafa Bayoumi, Disco Inferno/The Nation
Excited? You can pre-order BMW2006 from Powell's right now. We look good in purple.
BMW06: Press release. Get your galleys now!
Departing from my Pragueblog to announce that galleys are available for Da Capo Best Music Writing 2006. Get yours today:
“It is a great thing, a luxurious thing, that our music is so fine and fierce, that it is able to go so many places and speak of so many things, and that there are people with the nimble intelligence to appreciate it in so many forums.”—Mary Gaitskill, from the Introduction
DA CAPO PRESS ANNOUNCES NEW EDITORS & SELECTIONS FOR
DA CAPO BEST MUSIC WRITING 2006
The Year’s Best Writing on Rock, Hip-Hop,
Jazz, Pop, Country, & More
This seventh edition of Da Capo Best Music Writing offers a fresh perspective and a rich array of writing by Greil Marcus, Alex Ross, Mike McGuirk, Robert Wheaton, Jon Caramanica, Elizabeth Mendez Berry, Charles Michener, Ann Powers, Miss AMP, Kimberly Chun, Frank Kogan, John Biguenet, Katy St. Clair, Nick Weidenfeld, Tom Ewing, Geoffrey O’Brien, Geoff Boucher, Dave Tompkins, Kevin Whitehead, Robert Christgau, Anne Midgette, Bill Friskics-Warren, Susan Alcorn, John Sullivan, Peter Relic, Dr. David Thorpe, Raquel Cepeda, Wayne Marshall, Andrew Hultkrans, J. Edward Keyes, David Marchese, Monica Kendrick, Will Hermes, and Moustafa Bayoumi.
Da Capo Press is pleased to announce that Mary Gaitskill, the Guest Editor of the 2006 edition, joins an esteemed list of previous guest editors including Nick Hornby, Mickey Hart, Matt Groening, Peter Guralnick, Jonathan Lethem, and JT LeRoy.
Guest Editor Mary Gaitskill is a National Book Award finalist for her novel Veronica, which was also named one of the New York Times’ top five novels of the year. Her book Because They Wanted To was nominated for the PEN/Faulkner Award in 1998 and her stories and essays have appeared in The New Yorker, Harper’s Magazine, Esquire, The Best American Short Stories (1993), and The O. Henry Prize Stories (1998). She is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship and teaches creative writing at Syracuse University. She lives in New York.
Series Editor Daphne Carr is a music journalist, critic, and scholar pursuing a Ph.D. in ethnomusicology at Columbia University. Her work appears regularly in the Associated Press, the Seattle Weekly, City Pages, Chicago Tribune, Stop Smiling, Venus Magazine, and other publications. She lives in Brooklyn, New York.
Da Capo Best Music Writing 2006
The Year’s Best Writing on Rock, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Pop, Country, & More
Paperback Original ISBN: 0-306-81499-4 $15.95 November 2006
What critics have said about Da Capo Best Music Writing:
“Each page makes me want to either dance or visit a rock star’s grave.”—USA Today
“A diverse time capsule that grapples with pop music’s most engaging issues.”—Blender
“The stories behind the music can be as inspiring as the music itself…will likely inspire the reader to seek out a lot of new music.”—New York Press
“With a little something for fans of nearly every kind of popular music, this is one of the best omnibuses of incisive writing about pop music.”—Booklist
“For those with broad ears and hungry minds, Da Capo’s annual remains a treat.”—Relix
For press info, contact:
Kate Kazeniac, Publicity Manager
kate.kazeniac@perseusbooks.com
“It is a great thing, a luxurious thing, that our music is so fine and fierce, that it is able to go so many places and speak of so many things, and that there are people with the nimble intelligence to appreciate it in so many forums.”—Mary Gaitskill, from the Introduction
DA CAPO PRESS ANNOUNCES NEW EDITORS & SELECTIONS FOR
DA CAPO BEST MUSIC WRITING 2006
The Year’s Best Writing on Rock, Hip-Hop,
Jazz, Pop, Country, & More
This seventh edition of Da Capo Best Music Writing offers a fresh perspective and a rich array of writing by Greil Marcus, Alex Ross, Mike McGuirk, Robert Wheaton, Jon Caramanica, Elizabeth Mendez Berry, Charles Michener, Ann Powers, Miss AMP, Kimberly Chun, Frank Kogan, John Biguenet, Katy St. Clair, Nick Weidenfeld, Tom Ewing, Geoffrey O’Brien, Geoff Boucher, Dave Tompkins, Kevin Whitehead, Robert Christgau, Anne Midgette, Bill Friskics-Warren, Susan Alcorn, John Sullivan, Peter Relic, Dr. David Thorpe, Raquel Cepeda, Wayne Marshall, Andrew Hultkrans, J. Edward Keyes, David Marchese, Monica Kendrick, Will Hermes, and Moustafa Bayoumi.
Da Capo Press is pleased to announce that Mary Gaitskill, the Guest Editor of the 2006 edition, joins an esteemed list of previous guest editors including Nick Hornby, Mickey Hart, Matt Groening, Peter Guralnick, Jonathan Lethem, and JT LeRoy.
Guest Editor Mary Gaitskill is a National Book Award finalist for her novel Veronica, which was also named one of the New York Times’ top five novels of the year. Her book Because They Wanted To was nominated for the PEN/Faulkner Award in 1998 and her stories and essays have appeared in The New Yorker, Harper’s Magazine, Esquire, The Best American Short Stories (1993), and The O. Henry Prize Stories (1998). She is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship and teaches creative writing at Syracuse University. She lives in New York.
Series Editor Daphne Carr is a music journalist, critic, and scholar pursuing a Ph.D. in ethnomusicology at Columbia University. Her work appears regularly in the Associated Press, the Seattle Weekly, City Pages, Chicago Tribune, Stop Smiling, Venus Magazine, and other publications. She lives in Brooklyn, New York.
Da Capo Best Music Writing 2006
The Year’s Best Writing on Rock, Hip-Hop, Jazz, Pop, Country, & More
Paperback Original ISBN: 0-306-81499-4 $15.95 November 2006
What critics have said about Da Capo Best Music Writing:
“Each page makes me want to either dance or visit a rock star’s grave.”—USA Today
“A diverse time capsule that grapples with pop music’s most engaging issues.”—Blender
“The stories behind the music can be as inspiring as the music itself…will likely inspire the reader to seek out a lot of new music.”—New York Press
“With a little something for fans of nearly every kind of popular music, this is one of the best omnibuses of incisive writing about pop music.”—Booklist
“For those with broad ears and hungry minds, Da Capo’s annual remains a treat.”—Relix
For press info, contact:
Kate Kazeniac, Publicity Manager
kate.kazeniac@perseusbooks.com
7.24.2006
rock camp, seattle weekly, Oneida
More band photos should look like these from Rock Camp in NYC. One of few reasons I wish I were in NYC right now (Prague is just as hot, but half as expensive - the news says things like "it's hot, the breweries are working overtime!) is because I really wanted to work at the Camp this year. Alas.
Here's a depressing piece about the effect of New Times on the Seattle Weekly. Of course Matos left some while ago to go to NYC, but I was unaware of how many folks felt similarly and left. And, a quote from the Weekly's new publisher, giving the least inspired argument for why corporate consolidation isn't bad:
The Weekly will look more like other New Times papers, he acknowledges. "Some may say that's a cookie-cutter approach," he says. "All I can say is, it's worked in every market in the country."
Yes, I know this is old, but it's great to see Chuck giving love to Oneida in the VV. When I interviewed the soundguy at Boston's Middle East a few years ago, I asked. "Is there any band that you've been surprised to like?" since soundguys notoriously hate about 90 percent of what they work, and he said, "there was this one band from Brooklyn, with fuzzy amps..." And I said, "yeah dude, Oneida. They rule," to which he replied the question Chuck gets at here, "Why doesn't EVERYONE love them?" New album, Happy New Year, rulz. [disclaimer: I'm biased]
Here's a depressing piece about the effect of New Times on the Seattle Weekly. Of course Matos left some while ago to go to NYC, but I was unaware of how many folks felt similarly and left. And, a quote from the Weekly's new publisher, giving the least inspired argument for why corporate consolidation isn't bad:
The Weekly will look more like other New Times papers, he acknowledges. "Some may say that's a cookie-cutter approach," he says. "All I can say is, it's worked in every market in the country."
Yes, I know this is old, but it's great to see Chuck giving love to Oneida in the VV. When I interviewed the soundguy at Boston's Middle East a few years ago, I asked. "Is there any band that you've been surprised to like?" since soundguys notoriously hate about 90 percent of what they work, and he said, "there was this one band from Brooklyn, with fuzzy amps..." And I said, "yeah dude, Oneida. They rule," to which he replied the question Chuck gets at here, "Why doesn't EVERYONE love them?" New album, Happy New Year, rulz. [disclaimer: I'm biased]
7.16.2006
Czech Rep 2006: Boskovice Festival
Been gone. Am now in Prague until the end of August.
Yesterday I traveled to Boskovice for the Boskovice 2006 Festival, sponsored by the collective Unijazz, which shares office space with Tamizdat. Faithful TMI readers will know that I worked at Tamizdat last year and this year I returned to poke around the office, write album reviews, and see what else they're up to.
Boskovice is one of Unijazz's three festivals, and is dedicated to rebuilding the city's historic Jewish quarter. The festival was set up in the open air theater at the base of the biggest hill in the city. Of course this means it was just below the ruins of a 13th century castle, which became incorporated into the 'festival city' topography. Outside the gated concert area was a second hall where jazz and drumming workshops occurred, and outside this hall was a giant pond full of lotus flowers. Arranged in a circle were craftspeople selling wares, hippie outfitters, small food stands, and the gratuitous Hare Krishnas that seem to populate most 'alternative' events in CZ. People dropped down into the city below, where other events were occurring. I regret not getting to see the city, but I had a rather severe headache through the afternoon and did only festival city exploring.
I left Prague at 8:30am on a train that cost $1, going to Cesky Brod. The koruna has risen steadily on the dollar since my fascination with CZ began in 2000, and apparently is now the fastest gaining European currency. One of the few things that remain inexpensive is transportation, and I am constantly thrilled by how easy and convenient it is to use all manner of public transport here. Of course, I have help looking through the endless timetables...
Got to Cesky Brod and was met by Iva, a girlfriend of one of the Ememvoodoopoka guys. She and I walked through the city, talking about grad school (she just finished a Masters in Archeology/Greek history, congrats!) and playing music (her sister is in a retro-pop band) and arrived at a storage facility at the edge of town, where Emem were packing up their gear into a friend's van.
We listened to the 101 (ex-Christie Front Drive) and Cee-lo on the way there, arriving 20 minutes before Emems were scheduled to go on. A seamless load-in and suddenly they were on stage, early, in front of about 150 people. Today was Emems first day with their new guitarist, but they played with relative ease and Martin put on his heroic punk stageshow in the mid-afternoon sun. I think that standing in the space between the bleachers, in front of the stage, is the sign for 'I'm into this band' and they certainly won over a few folks during the set.
The band who 'everyone was there for' in the afternoon was next, Psi vojaci. Throughout the day I had people tell me that the band's leader, Filip Topol, was 'legendary' and indeed, he is. Last summer I got a chance to see a similarly revered art rock pianist Marian Varga at the Micholuv Festival. Topol's style is a lot more impressionistic (than Varga's, who tends towards counterpuntual virtuosity) at times, recalling Debussy in harmonies but with the aggressiveness of JL Lewis through Lou Reed (as go most things pop in '60s-inspired CZ). On stage he was a middle-aged, self-employed middle class male Tori, seeming nervously animated and shy than full of stage-sensuality. Someone said to me, "All the intelligent young girls love Topol," which I think was meant to be a diss, but I took as a compliment for Topol.
Next was BBP, a sort of Plastic People-inspired growling madman rant forum with serious looking backup orchestrations and a guitarist who sits down when he plays. They were followed by Vitrholc, an ambient electronic/industrial type project with live guitars and a guy playing what seemed to be a circuit bent box of noise. They were playing as we were up in the castle, exploring the grounds and it was perfectly spooky, tinged with those additive rhythm that sounds vaguely 'ancient' or 'exotic' in a way suited to wandering a castle filled with colorfully dressed hippie kids and curious weekenders caught in an unfortunate cross with the festival. Later I went down to see them, and the lead singer was wearing bright orange capris and smiling ash he hurled weak insults at the late afternoon crowd, 'you are out buying things, you have everything already.' certainly no whitehouse, but fun none the less.
We left during the evening break, when everyone was milling around the pond and I was beginning to fear that the new guitarist was going to get slapped, as he spent the whole day taking photos of cute girls. a worthy project indeed.
Yesterday I traveled to Boskovice for the Boskovice 2006 Festival, sponsored by the collective Unijazz, which shares office space with Tamizdat. Faithful TMI readers will know that I worked at Tamizdat last year and this year I returned to poke around the office, write album reviews, and see what else they're up to.
Boskovice is one of Unijazz's three festivals, and is dedicated to rebuilding the city's historic Jewish quarter. The festival was set up in the open air theater at the base of the biggest hill in the city. Of course this means it was just below the ruins of a 13th century castle, which became incorporated into the 'festival city' topography. Outside the gated concert area was a second hall where jazz and drumming workshops occurred, and outside this hall was a giant pond full of lotus flowers. Arranged in a circle were craftspeople selling wares, hippie outfitters, small food stands, and the gratuitous Hare Krishnas that seem to populate most 'alternative' events in CZ. People dropped down into the city below, where other events were occurring. I regret not getting to see the city, but I had a rather severe headache through the afternoon and did only festival city exploring.
I left Prague at 8:30am on a train that cost $1, going to Cesky Brod. The koruna has risen steadily on the dollar since my fascination with CZ began in 2000, and apparently is now the fastest gaining European currency. One of the few things that remain inexpensive is transportation, and I am constantly thrilled by how easy and convenient it is to use all manner of public transport here. Of course, I have help looking through the endless timetables...
Got to Cesky Brod and was met by Iva, a girlfriend of one of the Ememvoodoopoka guys. She and I walked through the city, talking about grad school (she just finished a Masters in Archeology/Greek history, congrats!) and playing music (her sister is in a retro-pop band) and arrived at a storage facility at the edge of town, where Emem were packing up their gear into a friend's van.
We listened to the 101 (ex-Christie Front Drive) and Cee-lo on the way there, arriving 20 minutes before Emems were scheduled to go on. A seamless load-in and suddenly they were on stage, early, in front of about 150 people. Today was Emems first day with their new guitarist, but they played with relative ease and Martin put on his heroic punk stageshow in the mid-afternoon sun. I think that standing in the space between the bleachers, in front of the stage, is the sign for 'I'm into this band' and they certainly won over a few folks during the set.
The band who 'everyone was there for' in the afternoon was next, Psi vojaci. Throughout the day I had people tell me that the band's leader, Filip Topol, was 'legendary' and indeed, he is. Last summer I got a chance to see a similarly revered art rock pianist Marian Varga at the Micholuv Festival. Topol's style is a lot more impressionistic (than Varga's, who tends towards counterpuntual virtuosity) at times, recalling Debussy in harmonies but with the aggressiveness of JL Lewis through Lou Reed (as go most things pop in '60s-inspired CZ). On stage he was a middle-aged, self-employed middle class male Tori, seeming nervously animated and shy than full of stage-sensuality. Someone said to me, "All the intelligent young girls love Topol," which I think was meant to be a diss, but I took as a compliment for Topol.
Next was BBP, a sort of Plastic People-inspired growling madman rant forum with serious looking backup orchestrations and a guitarist who sits down when he plays. They were followed by Vitrholc, an ambient electronic/industrial type project with live guitars and a guy playing what seemed to be a circuit bent box of noise. They were playing as we were up in the castle, exploring the grounds and it was perfectly spooky, tinged with those additive rhythm that sounds vaguely 'ancient' or 'exotic' in a way suited to wandering a castle filled with colorfully dressed hippie kids and curious weekenders caught in an unfortunate cross with the festival. Later I went down to see them, and the lead singer was wearing bright orange capris and smiling ash he hurled weak insults at the late afternoon crowd, 'you are out buying things, you have everything already.' certainly no whitehouse, but fun none the less.
We left during the evening break, when everyone was milling around the pond and I was beginning to fear that the new guitarist was going to get slapped, as he spent the whole day taking photos of cute girls. a worthy project indeed.
6.13.2006
gone on a gothic vacation
Am deep in the heart of NIN, so not too much updating this or next week.
That said, i created a myspace page for the pretty hate machine project. i may start a blog there too to chart my thoughts or to pose questions that would be too 90s and annoying here. if you're a fan or have curiousity about the project, sign up! I have to say i was sad that the real estate for .com/prettyhatemachine was taken, but the girl who has it is pretty funny. watch out!
Here's an old but good piece on Girlschool coming in repsonse to the recent flurry of talk on Joan Jett.
That said, i created a myspace page for the pretty hate machine project. i may start a blog there too to chart my thoughts or to pose questions that would be too 90s and annoying here. if you're a fan or have curiousity about the project, sign up! I have to say i was sad that the real estate for .com/prettyhatemachine was taken, but the girl who has it is pretty funny. watch out!
Here's an old but good piece on Girlschool coming in repsonse to the recent flurry of talk on Joan Jett.
6.08.2006
deus ex machina
Take 20 minutes out of your day to read this history of laptop music on New Music Box. The writer goes through all the usuals but with a good new music eye. Also, there is this lovely aside, which seems like something out of an 80s sci-fi screenplay:
I initially studied computer science in college, and before I opted for an English degree, my favorite professor was an esteemed figure in the field by the name of Alan J. Perlis, a man who won the very first Turing Award (often described as the Nobel Prize of computing) the year I was born. He would often digress from a sequence of code that he was reciting from memory in order to tell us stories about the dawn of the study of computing. From today's standpoint, in a time of iPods and Tablet PCs, my own college education feels like it occurred during the Stone Age, with those monochrome monitors and rudimentary programming languages. But for Perlis, our cathode-ray computer-lab terminals and the Macintoshes popping up in dormitories were generations removed from his Cretaceous-era schooling.
Prof. Perlis appreciated our difficulty with the problems he assigned each week, those all-nighters we spent eradicating bugs. He told us that when he was a graduate student there was a commonplace way that programmers went about wrestling with a faulty bit of programming: You'd open up the computer you were working on, enter it, sit on a cozy chair and contemplate the machine from the inside. That image has never faded from my memory. If anything, it's become more vivid as computers have gotten smaller. This primer covering the laptop and its role in music today is a peek under the hood, now that the machines have gotten too compact to be entered directly.
[on a related note, I saw X-Men 3 and realized that the only funny/amusing part of the film is that having superpowers allows you to literalize metaphors, however cheap that is a screenplay device]
I initially studied computer science in college, and before I opted for an English degree, my favorite professor was an esteemed figure in the field by the name of Alan J. Perlis, a man who won the very first Turing Award (often described as the Nobel Prize of computing) the year I was born. He would often digress from a sequence of code that he was reciting from memory in order to tell us stories about the dawn of the study of computing. From today's standpoint, in a time of iPods and Tablet PCs, my own college education feels like it occurred during the Stone Age, with those monochrome monitors and rudimentary programming languages. But for Perlis, our cathode-ray computer-lab terminals and the Macintoshes popping up in dormitories were generations removed from his Cretaceous-era schooling.
Prof. Perlis appreciated our difficulty with the problems he assigned each week, those all-nighters we spent eradicating bugs. He told us that when he was a graduate student there was a commonplace way that programmers went about wrestling with a faulty bit of programming: You'd open up the computer you were working on, enter it, sit on a cozy chair and contemplate the machine from the inside. That image has never faded from my memory. If anything, it's become more vivid as computers have gotten smaller. This primer covering the laptop and its role in music today is a peek under the hood, now that the machines have gotten too compact to be entered directly.
[on a related note, I saw X-Men 3 and realized that the only funny/amusing part of the film is that having superpowers allows you to literalize metaphors, however cheap that is a screenplay device]
6.07.2006
stupid girls, smart girls, pitchfork, rosen and dero
Okay. onslaught of links. Am back in Ohio and routing through old mail and catching up.
Here's a decent collection of commentary on Pink's "Stupid Girls". The more I think about the video the more disturbing it is to me that Pink elevates herself above the level of her pop/fem peers through such brutal satire. I'm not sure what I want from her, and I'm not 15, so maybe I'm way off base, but I think it's too easy and mean-spirited in a way that doesn't create conversation or actually...help...the stupid girls. I want to support the 'not stupid girls' but I REALLY want to convert the stupid ones...to our side. How to do it?
On the not-stupid girls, here's a New Yorker piece on Oriana Fallaci. Wow, what a profile subject...Clearly I don't agree with her views, but the bravado...Wow. Evil genius.
More not stupid girls. Eveyln McDonnell's amazing Q&A with Miami booty bass legend Luther Campbell. Talk about fearless questions, Q: Do men's bodies trap women? If ever I had the guts to just slap someone across the face with that.
Here's the Columbia Journalism Review's piece about Pitchfork. I know Keira and think it's a pretty good piece, and I like how Scott came off in all of it. Wish she'd interviewed some PF devotees/critics to get the larger framework of how the site has affected indie culture. Maybe call up Merge and ask them how the Arcade Fire did after they PF began to champion the record, for instance...
The white hot thoughts of Jody Rosen on the never-ending success of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Heard that ridiculous "Dani California" song maybe 5 times driving back from NYC to Ohio. The video for it is depressing with moments of extreme ugly-ness (I mean, dude. You are so not allowed to parody Kurt, he was your...peer?). Plus the lyric "Price you gotta pay when you break the panorama" is just exactly the kind of Kiedis-m you'd expect to be sho be dooped into the song just to show off the..skillz... Barf.
Dero on 33 1/3 is unfair not for the least to my dear Matos, who is many things but guilty of not knowing his facts and figs on Prince? I dare you. Dude, Dero so doesn't get it. They aren't Cliff's Notes, they aren't in a house style, they aren't supposed to be perfect scale models of the albums that they reference. It's a...writing....prompt...for people who love these albums more than anything and want to go riff on it. Yes, I said it. A writing prompt. Do what thou wilt. If it's good enough for Crowley, it's good enough for my NIN book. And so it begins, the anthropologist/sociologist intervention on the rock critic mentality is what stretches the form beyond its constraits as news hook-based periodical genre. Dare I say it, it is the personal that makes it...art...It is assumed that you know all the facts, ma'am, the real writing question is, what do you do after that?
Okay okay, I have a piece in the Voice today. It's on the Polish nightclub scene in Greenpoint. It's been a long time coming and I'm pretty proud of it, though it is more fact than style. Feedback welcomed.
More later. Gotta jam some Da Capo stuff. Will have a press release out in the next week or so announcing the pieces for Best Music Writing 2006. Are you excited or what? Email me if you want to be added to press for the book. musicwriting@gmail.com
Here's a decent collection of commentary on Pink's "Stupid Girls". The more I think about the video the more disturbing it is to me that Pink elevates herself above the level of her pop/fem peers through such brutal satire. I'm not sure what I want from her, and I'm not 15, so maybe I'm way off base, but I think it's too easy and mean-spirited in a way that doesn't create conversation or actually...help...the stupid girls. I want to support the 'not stupid girls' but I REALLY want to convert the stupid ones...to our side. How to do it?
On the not-stupid girls, here's a New Yorker piece on Oriana Fallaci. Wow, what a profile subject...Clearly I don't agree with her views, but the bravado...Wow. Evil genius.
More not stupid girls. Eveyln McDonnell's amazing Q&A with Miami booty bass legend Luther Campbell. Talk about fearless questions, Q: Do men's bodies trap women? If ever I had the guts to just slap someone across the face with that.
Here's the Columbia Journalism Review's piece about Pitchfork. I know Keira and think it's a pretty good piece, and I like how Scott came off in all of it. Wish she'd interviewed some PF devotees/critics to get the larger framework of how the site has affected indie culture. Maybe call up Merge and ask them how the Arcade Fire did after they PF began to champion the record, for instance...
The white hot thoughts of Jody Rosen on the never-ending success of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Heard that ridiculous "Dani California" song maybe 5 times driving back from NYC to Ohio. The video for it is depressing with moments of extreme ugly-ness (I mean, dude. You are so not allowed to parody Kurt, he was your...peer?). Plus the lyric "Price you gotta pay when you break the panorama" is just exactly the kind of Kiedis-m you'd expect to be sho be dooped into the song just to show off the..skillz... Barf.
Dero on 33 1/3 is unfair not for the least to my dear Matos, who is many things but guilty of not knowing his facts and figs on Prince? I dare you. Dude, Dero so doesn't get it. They aren't Cliff's Notes, they aren't in a house style, they aren't supposed to be perfect scale models of the albums that they reference. It's a...writing....prompt...for people who love these albums more than anything and want to go riff on it. Yes, I said it. A writing prompt. Do what thou wilt. If it's good enough for Crowley, it's good enough for my NIN book. And so it begins, the anthropologist/sociologist intervention on the rock critic mentality is what stretches the form beyond its constraits as news hook-based periodical genre. Dare I say it, it is the personal that makes it...art...It is assumed that you know all the facts, ma'am, the real writing question is, what do you do after that?
Okay okay, I have a piece in the Voice today. It's on the Polish nightclub scene in Greenpoint. It's been a long time coming and I'm pretty proud of it, though it is more fact than style. Feedback welcomed.
More later. Gotta jam some Da Capo stuff. Will have a press release out in the next week or so announcing the pieces for Best Music Writing 2006. Are you excited or what? Email me if you want to be added to press for the book. musicwriting@gmail.com
5.29.2006
touring tenements, celebrations and critiques
SALTINES:
Happy Memorial Day - I spent the day with my dad going to the LES Tenement Museum and then to a way-too-much-butter-for-the-heat kind of brunch, then walked over the Williamsburg Bridge while having a life-affirming conversation with someone I then and there realized was one of my best friends.
A few years ago I worked for this weird non-profit in Philly that celebrated 'memoir arts,' and one of the projects we worked on involved paying for transcriptions of this playright's interviews with 'everyday Americans' conducted when he freaked out after 9/11 and drove cross-country trying to figure out what the hell was going on with people in this here nation. Anyway, one of the most amazing transcipts came from his interview with a woman who worked as a guide at a plantation in Mississippi. I've been on those tours too and I always wonder 'what is the imagination that brings someone to work at a place like this?' Re-ennacters in general fascinate me, as does 'experience learning' (which is obviously why I'm an ethnomusicology student and not a historian) and the whole fascination with the physical conjuring up the historical (see my cylinder piece for more on that). What was it about this woman that made her wander the dear ole home in her hoop skirt talking about how back in the old days they didn't make left and right shoes, so the missus just had two generic ones, to which people nod with delight (and i remember doing so) 'huh, i've never known that' . when. they. don't. preserve. the. slave. quarters. hello? has anyone looked out these historically accurate rose colored windows? anyway, the transcript captured this weird woman and her naive ignorance about the goings on of the plantation, as others did about other people's equally ignorant visions about who to blame for 'the events,' giving the playright plenty of fodder for a bad script asking interesting questions about the lies people tell themselves to make sense of the world, and how relative all those lies are to one another.
anyway LES tenement museum. Now there's a weird concept. "never forget" the place of poverty in NYC as it is pushed further and further to the margins, "never forget" how ethnic diversity formed the city and how our president is trying to do away with it, "never forget" the systematic exploitation of the powerless, as if it were somehow a romantic past? the choice to tell the stories of the LES through immigrant voices, oral history, the forgetten is right up my alley, correct, but it all feels so touchy-feely and apolitical - without consequence, domesticated. i see the project in some way in relation to reinserting struggle, oppression and prejudice in ethnic whiteness, but that this struggle seems radically decontexualized (can you just say 'because of this idea of eugenics, race-based quotas restricted certain ethnic groups from enterting the US' without, umm...some context or explaination?) and somehow just off. what is it that bothers me about the tenement museum? does its celebratory function neglect the politics, and is that okay? if it functions as a corrective to the 'history told by the victors' why does assimilation, class mobility and erasure seem to be the 'end of tenements' narrative that is told?
Happy Memorial Day - I spent the day with my dad going to the LES Tenement Museum and then to a way-too-much-butter-for-the-heat kind of brunch, then walked over the Williamsburg Bridge while having a life-affirming conversation with someone I then and there realized was one of my best friends.
A few years ago I worked for this weird non-profit in Philly that celebrated 'memoir arts,' and one of the projects we worked on involved paying for transcriptions of this playright's interviews with 'everyday Americans' conducted when he freaked out after 9/11 and drove cross-country trying to figure out what the hell was going on with people in this here nation. Anyway, one of the most amazing transcipts came from his interview with a woman who worked as a guide at a plantation in Mississippi. I've been on those tours too and I always wonder 'what is the imagination that brings someone to work at a place like this?' Re-ennacters in general fascinate me, as does 'experience learning' (which is obviously why I'm an ethnomusicology student and not a historian) and the whole fascination with the physical conjuring up the historical (see my cylinder piece for more on that). What was it about this woman that made her wander the dear ole home in her hoop skirt talking about how back in the old days they didn't make left and right shoes, so the missus just had two generic ones, to which people nod with delight (and i remember doing so) 'huh, i've never known that' . when. they. don't. preserve. the. slave. quarters. hello? has anyone looked out these historically accurate rose colored windows? anyway, the transcript captured this weird woman and her naive ignorance about the goings on of the plantation, as others did about other people's equally ignorant visions about who to blame for 'the events,' giving the playright plenty of fodder for a bad script asking interesting questions about the lies people tell themselves to make sense of the world, and how relative all those lies are to one another.
anyway LES tenement museum. Now there's a weird concept. "never forget" the place of poverty in NYC as it is pushed further and further to the margins, "never forget" how ethnic diversity formed the city and how our president is trying to do away with it, "never forget" the systematic exploitation of the powerless, as if it were somehow a romantic past? the choice to tell the stories of the LES through immigrant voices, oral history, the forgetten is right up my alley, correct, but it all feels so touchy-feely and apolitical - without consequence, domesticated. i see the project in some way in relation to reinserting struggle, oppression and prejudice in ethnic whiteness, but that this struggle seems radically decontexualized (can you just say 'because of this idea of eugenics, race-based quotas restricted certain ethnic groups from enterting the US' without, umm...some context or explaination?) and somehow just off. what is it that bothers me about the tenement museum? does its celebratory function neglect the politics, and is that okay? if it functions as a corrective to the 'history told by the victors' why does assimilation, class mobility and erasure seem to be the 'end of tenements' narrative that is told?
5.22.2006
women triumph over lists through secret fandom
I really want to believe this piece about women music shoppers using the internet to circumvent the bs snobbery of snobbish clerks, but I'm just not so sure. I mean, I think that most of the online retail shops in the US are still mostly male in downloads and subscribers. Anyway, this is part of the larger world of 'voting with dollars' that I'm deeply suspicious of, in some ways. It reminds me of all the rhetoric around New Orleans after the flood, that if only they could get tourism back in place, it would bring in money for the horrific rest of the city. Am I supposed to believe that women downloaders will change the mainstream music industry's condesending attitudes towards female fans? Does the music industry have a condescending relationship towards female fans? Or is it just the people at yr local Tower, self-imposing their boring 50s stereotypes of the audiophile know-it-all asshole on all people not similarly inflicted with boring leftbrain listy minds?
SSP (shameless? self-promotion):
Perhaps if you are my friendster friend you've seen that my photo is kind of ridiculous. It involves me 1) wearing a cocktail dress (a document in and of itself) 2) holding a cordless mic 3) at a podium 4) while I'm giving away an award. What the photo doesn't tell you is that it was in Las Vegas, at the MGM Grand, in a venue that apparently only hires waitresses if they have modeling contracts. Har har. Anyway, this only happened because I am involved with this show. And yes, it is that silly.
SSP (shameless? self-promotion):
Perhaps if you are my friendster friend you've seen that my photo is kind of ridiculous. It involves me 1) wearing a cocktail dress (a document in and of itself) 2) holding a cordless mic 3) at a podium 4) while I'm giving away an award. What the photo doesn't tell you is that it was in Las Vegas, at the MGM Grand, in a venue that apparently only hires waitresses if they have modeling contracts. Har har. Anyway, this only happened because I am involved with this show. And yes, it is that silly.
5.21.2006
on my little island
i might be listening to these:
1. Fennesz, Endless Summer
2. Brian Eno, Before and After Science
3. My Bloody Valentine, Loveless
4. Boris, Pink
5. Fred Astaire, Let’s Face The Music
6. Iva Bittová, s/t
7. Smashing Pumpkins, Gish
8. Sheila Armstrong, Gerald English, Thomas Allen, London Symphony Orchestra and Chorus (LSO), Andre Previn, Carmina Burana (Orff)
9. Leonard Cohen, Songs of Love and Hate
10. American Analog Set, Know By Heart
1. Fennesz, Endless Summer
2. Brian Eno, Before and After Science
3. My Bloody Valentine, Loveless
4. Boris, Pink
5. Fred Astaire, Let’s Face The Music
6. Iva Bittová, s/t
7. Smashing Pumpkins, Gish
8. Sheila Armstrong, Gerald English, Thomas Allen, London Symphony Orchestra and Chorus (LSO), Andre Previn, Carmina Burana (Orff)
9. Leonard Cohen, Songs of Love and Hate
10. American Analog Set, Know By Heart
5.15.2006
ghostwrite my cheater's handbook
going through old email and found this link for writerlance, a website where freelancers bid on freelance writing projects. the whole scenario seems depressing to me, and within five minutes i found this project, which is hilarious and sad. I mean, does the irony get and more base than that?
5.12.2006
hey jupiter
NERDALERT(s):
It's no secret that Pitchfork has stolen the thunder of print media, and so quickly now there is this great secondary discourse about its impact not just in academia but among weirdo obsessives who do statistical analysis of things like how many times nitsuh abebe mentions adult..
Which reminds me of Randall Roberts' great paper on the Rolling Stone Record Guide and its impact on the formation of the rock canon. It is a scientific measurement of rockism in these passionately anti-rockist days. The kind of paper only a true geek could love.
Speaking of which, my dad is really excited to go to next year's crossword puzzle tournament, where he will be a "noncompeting puzzler." The real reason he writes that he wants to go is this:
There's a 15 minute limit on the puzzle and the finalists either finish it or come
> damn close. What makes it great though is the commentators who ridicule the answers, the behavior and the mannerisms of the finalists.
To which I was confused until I listened to this totally insane running commentary. The puzzlers work wearing the same noise-cancellation headphones that Eric from Black Dice used to wear back when Black Dice used to be loud (and good) and can't hear a word of it. There is something really, really masochistic about that and I'm not just saying it because I saw the crossword puzzle documentary trailer before the bettie page movie (a better match never there was).
It's no secret that Pitchfork has stolen the thunder of print media, and so quickly now there is this great secondary discourse about its impact not just in academia but among weirdo obsessives who do statistical analysis of things like how many times nitsuh abebe mentions adult..
Which reminds me of Randall Roberts' great paper on the Rolling Stone Record Guide and its impact on the formation of the rock canon. It is a scientific measurement of rockism in these passionately anti-rockist days. The kind of paper only a true geek could love.
Speaking of which, my dad is really excited to go to next year's crossword puzzle tournament, where he will be a "noncompeting puzzler." The real reason he writes that he wants to go is this:
There's a 15 minute limit on the puzzle and the finalists either finish it or come
> damn close. What makes it great though is the commentators who ridicule the answers, the behavior and the mannerisms of the finalists.
To which I was confused until I listened to this totally insane running commentary. The puzzlers work wearing the same noise-cancellation headphones that Eric from Black Dice used to wear back when Black Dice used to be loud (and good) and can't hear a word of it. There is something really, really masochistic about that and I'm not just saying it because I saw the crossword puzzle documentary trailer before the bettie page movie (a better match never there was).
5.08.2006
Don't stare so romantically
"monograph review" final assignment...
Performing Glam Rock: Gender & Theatricality in Popular Music
Philip Auslander
University of Michigan Press, 2006
Until recently, popular music has proved outside the gaze of performance studies scholarship. A new generation of writers such as Susan Fast and Steve Waksman are beginning to weave performance theory into their analysis of rock music history, thus building a much-needed new addition to the literature. Philip Auslander’s Performing Glam Rock: Gender & Theatricality in Popular Music (University of Michigan, 2006) offers a significant new text to this bibliography and serves as important reassessment of the legacy of rock ideology on performers since the 1960s.
Auslander got his PhD in Theater Arts at Cornell University 1983, writing his dissertation on the pop sensibility in theatre and his master’s thesis on Fluxus performance. He has since become major scholar of performance, writing three performance monographs and serving as editor for two anthologies of performance studies writing. His last book, Liveness: Performance in a Mediatized Culture (Routledge 1999), argued that the primary audience experience of performance in contemporary Western society is mediated, not live. Auslander then examines what “liveness” means in such a culture. The book includes a chapter on rock music that addresses how rock ideology privileges the “authenticity” of live performance, while the primary experience of aural and visual aspects of popular music comes from reproducible media like albums and videos. In 2004 Auslander founded a Performance Studies International working group called “Music as Performance.” The group’s basic premise is that, “Although Performance Studies takes the traditional performing arts as part of its purview, the discipline has thus far ignored music almost completely.” The group defined its object of inquiry as “non-theatrical musical performances (that is, concerts and similar performances rather than musical theatre or opera, not restricted to live forms) in any musical genre” (PSi 2006).
In creating the group, Auslander has turned his full attention to musical performance, and Performing Glam Rock is Auslander’s first monograph to directly address the question of how to apply performance theory to popular music. His chosen subject is the rock genre known as “glam,” a short-lived, highly theatrical and mostly British popular music genre that occurred directly after the 1960s psychedelic rock era. The book is organized in two categories, with two front chapters (under the somewhat forced titles “Glamticipations” and “Glamography”) placing the genre within the larger narrative of popular music and social history. The second half of the book uses performance theory as a the primary tool for analyzing a few of the genre’s leading musicians – David Bowie, Marc Bolan, Bryan Ferry and Suzi Quatro. In choosing famous subjects and an historical time-period, Auslander expands the traditional realms of performance studies subjects. In his introduction, Auslander reveals himself to have lived through the music’s era and to have been familiar but not a fan of glam. His primary experience with the genre is through audio and video recordings, published interviews and a few contemporary interviews with glam-era musicians. In this way, Auslander merges his argument from Liveness, that popular music can be understood primarily within its mediatized state, with his desire to further the relationship between performance studies and popular music.
Performing Glam Rock continues the exploration of the aspect of rock performance that Auslander first explored in Liveness: that rock ideology privileges live performance as a form of authenticity. He suggests that glam rock musicians complicate the relationship between liveness and authenticity by creating highly theatrical performance personae whose disruptive gender portrayals created liminal spaces for rock audiences in the post-hippie era of the early 1970s. He discusses the ambiguity between the “real” and “the persona” in performance, paraphrasing Schechner’s statement that “performance is always a matter of the performers not being themselves but also not not being themselves” (in Auslander 2006:5). Simon Frith splits Schechner’s division of the real self and the performed me-not-me into three layers: the real person, the performance persona and the character (in Auslander 4). Auslander’s main argument centers around how rock ideology of the 1960s demanded that the three layers appear to be one, whereas glam radically separated the layers and mocked the very idea of personae unity.
Auslander frames glam as response to the “anti-ocular” bias of the late 1960s countercultural movement. He writes that rock musicians of the late 1960s privileged seriousness, concentration and aural pleasure and distrusted the spectacular or theatrical aspects of musical performance. These musicians were “serious” about music insomuch that they performed seriousness on stage by turning their backs to the audience, closing their eyes while performing, and wearing street clothes that marked them as less concerned with being on stage than with playing music. These performance gestures were naturalized into a rock ideology of “authenticity” and those who did not conform to these performance standards were “inauthentic.” This performed identity was constantly in negotiation however, and Auslander cites folk-hero Phil Ochs April 1970 performance in a gold lame Elvis suit at Carnegie Hall as a watershed performance gesture that was “antithetical to the countercultural ethos of spontaneity” which “foreshadowed the emphasis on characterization, self-consciousness, and spectacle in the rock of the 1970s, particularly in glam” (19). These traits of characterization, self-consciousness and spectacle, which 1960s rock audiences normally associated with the insincere, became the dominant performance frames of glam. Auslander returns to this performed insincerity throughout Performing Glam Rock, and places it within Schechner’s continuum between the performance of “doing” and of “showing doing,” which is a form of performing that is “pointing to, underlining, and displaying doing,” (in Auslander 101). ‘Showing doing’ is a way to make the twice-performed performance visible to the audience, an intentional denaturalizing of staged performance.
Auslander is careful to point out that the decision of who is of “doing” and who is “showing doing” is a matter of “impression…on the audience and not necessarily differences of intent or procedure on the part of the performers” (101). One of Auslander’s goals with this book is to serve as a corrective to what he sees as an over-attention to reception of popular music performance by cultural studies and sociological studies scholars. He believes that these disciplines tend to focus too much on reception and give only “impressionistic” (2) remarks on performance. In discussing dominant ideologies that glam sought to break down and how glam formed a liminal space in rock however, Auslander would have been well served in discussing audiences as active participants in making the meaning surrounding a celebrity performer. Audience appears throughout the text either in passive constructions that obscure the agents who make and believe rock ideologies, as quotations from rock critics who serve as foils to Auslander’s argument, and then curiously, in his conclusion as the true reason for glam’s impact on culture.
Auslander’s decision to focus on British glam rock was not arbitrary, and he makes an important connection between the British “music hall” tradition of popular music entertainment and the glam rock genre. The connection is through the musician David Bowie, who the author devotes a chapter to under the subhead “the Theatricalization of Rock.” Auslander cites Frith in discussion of the tradition of character-driven song that dominated popular culture for a century preceding the rock era in Britain. This tradition had a significant influence on British rock culture in the 1960s and into the glam era, and Auslander shows how this allowed rock musicians in the UK to “take on multiple personae in the manner of a music hall singer or an actor” (111). Auslander argues that this way of thinking about shifting personae was up to that time “foreign to rock. The whole notion of self-consciously acting the role of rock star rather than presenting one-self as one is antithetical to the ideology of authenticity” (112). This is an important way of rethinking the difference between British and U.S. rock persona in the 1960s and sets the stage for Auslander’s argument about persona use in glam.
David Bowie was deeply influenced by the music hall tradition and incorporated a theatrical sensibility to his on and off-stage character-creation and personae. His commitment to audiences was one for continual change, not for maintaining their expectations of him. Auslander shows that the consequence of Bowie’s performed self-consciousness was that contemporary U.S. rock critics like Lester Bangs denigrated Bowie’s work as “sterilely distasteful artifice” (Bangs in Auslander 112), because the critics did not experience a similar relationship to self and persona as part of U.S. popular culture. Bowie refused the performance conventions of popular music of that time for more experimental relationships between his ‘true self,’ his on-stage personae and the audience’s understanding of them. Bowie’s willful creation of distance between self and persona is akin to Schencher’s discussion of Chinese theater and Brecht: that it is possible to create a theater in which the audience sees parts of all three performance layers and that the incomplete transformation into persona or character “is revealed as such to the spectators, who delight in the unresolved dialectic” (1985:9). Glam reveled in such incomplete transformations.
Auslander argues that proto-glam rockers like solo-era John Lennon and the rock n’ roll revival group Sha Na Na challenged the counterculture’s concept of authenticity along the lines of theatricality and genre-masquerading. These musicians were still similar to the 1960s counterculture in that they maintained largely heteronormative gender roles. Auslander argues that the performance formula for glam rock added theatricality, genre-masquerade, and the extensive use of masculine queer persona to the rock ethos. He cites Alice Cooper as “the first rock band of the 1960s to build their entire image around transvestism, intentionally confronting the rock audience with a visual practice – and intimations of a sexuality – that preyed on its insecurities” (33) and that these visual practices were part of a theatrical persona that Cooper consciously created and presented to the audiences. In doing so he rewrites the history of rock influence in terms of performance instead of the traditional sound-based genealogies that typify rock history.
Auslander analyses the D.A. Pennebaker documentary made in the midst of the David Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust tour, showing how the overt theatricality of the performance threw non-traditional gender-performances into stark relief. He uses Goffman’s Gender Advertisements to discuss “feminine” postures, gestures and facial expressions that Bowie employed to structure an on-stage gendered division of labor. Bowie most often played feminine, with ingratiating smiles and costume changes, to lead guitarist Mick Ronson’s hyper-masculine 1950s rock god persona. This role-playing allows the two to create an intensely flirtatious sexual dynamic on-stage. Auslander argues that Bowie created the Ziggy Stardust character in part in order to perform gender identities that did not fit in traditional rock performance. He quotes a famous interview in which Bowie tells the interviewer “I’m gay…and always have been” (Watts in Auslander 134) but suggests that Watts “did not take Bowie’s declaration at face value” (Auslander 134). Instead the question becomes “is he or isn’t he?” The performance here is one of ambiguity, not necessarily queer identity itself, as Auslander states that Bowie gave the audience keys to understanding that the stage show was “a performance for which there was no underlying referent” (135). Auslander relates this to Judith Butler’s concept that “gender attributes…are not expressive but performative,” (Butler in Auslander 135), suggesting that Bowie’s queer identity showed rock audiences how highly constructed the performance of heterosexual identity was as well.
One of the most revolutionary aspects of Auslander’s approach to rock history is to reimagine genre as a function of performance choices. This usefulness of this approach is most apparent in his discussions of Roxy Music’s Bryan Ferry and T. Rex’s Marc Bolan, two leading stars of the glam rock era whose adoption of highly sexualized sounds, gestures, and dress stood apart from rock convention and effectively created a new genre. Auslander uses the musician Marc Bolan of the band Tyrannosaurus Rex to personify the transition from an anti-ocular 1960s countercultural persona into a glam persona. Bolan’s band shifted from a psychedelic acoustic duo named Tyrannosaurus Rex into a full rock band with electric guitars under the name T. Rex. In doing so, Auslander addresses each aspect of the group as it underwent metamorphosis, from band name, to vocal affect, instrumentation, costume, lyrical content to on-stage presentation. His is a monumental reconstruction of genre-creation through the lens of performance, showing how minute timbral changes and vocal gestures can shift an audience’s perception of a performer.
His meditation on Bolan’s unique voice serves as a how-to for popular music performance transcription and analysis, resulting in a nuanced portrait of timbral affect that shifted Bolan’s performance from psychedelic rock to glam. Auslander writes that Bolan’s highly melismatic falsetto had already marked him as different from other psychedelic rockers who placed “emphasis on instrumental rather than vocal virtuosity: it was much more important to be a great guitarist than a great singer” and that perhaps Bolan’s success as a musician opened new space counter to the spirit of the times, linking “straightforward vocal styles of psychedelic rock to the countercultural ethos of authenticity: a highly mannered voice, after all, seems theatrical, artificial and perhaps unmasculine” (82). Where in Tyrannosaurus Rex Bolan left the queerness of his voice unexplored, in glam he used it as a space to create “cognitive dissonance” through “performing hard-rocking songs or heterosexual love songs in a queer voice normally considered to be at odds with both” (90). Auslander uses Bolan as an embodiment of this genre change and how subtle changes in vocal performance contributed to a break in rock that created a new genre.
Auslander calls up Victor Turner’s distinction between the indicative and subjunctive mood to describe the difference between normative rock and glam rock performance. Glam is “a world of as if” (Turner in Auslander 150) which forms a liminal space in which non-traditional identities could be explored and enacted. In a chapter on Roxy Music’s Bryan Ferry, Auslander develops his discussion of the masculine vocal performance as creating liminal spaces in rock. Auslander states that there is “a direct link between authenticity and musical style in rock culture” (152) and that the rock performer’s primary sonic signature is his or her voice. In Ferry’s highly stylized, often parodic appropriation of many popular music vocal performance styles from crooning to blues, he helped Roxy Music destabilize the very idea of rock music as a distinctive genre. Instead, “rock” breaks down into its component earlier popular music forms. Auslander suggests that this sonic bricolage destabilized the very concept of genre, allowing audiences to reframe their listening outside of traditional musical boundaries and into a liminal zone.
Auslander’s discussion about the place of women within the glam rock tradition also helps in the reevaluation of gender performance in rock history. In his Glam “–cipations” and “–graphy” chapters he examines how 1960s rock ideology placed emphasis on individual freedom of expression and other radical identities but still actively reinforced gender roles and an imbalance of power between men and women. The chapters on Bowie, Bolan and Ferry discuss how glam created a new space for displays of alternative masculinity, but do not account for how women musicians and fans responded to this new plurality of sexual personae. This is why Auslander devotes a chapter to Suzi Quatro, a leather-clad Detroit-to-England singer and bass player who was the only female to have chart success in the original glam rock era. Auslander writes that Quatro’s hard-edged performance persona embodies what Judith Halberstam calls “female masculinity” (212) that refused to be reduced to a conventional version of femininity. Instead she performs a “butch” identity that pits her masculine persona against her female body, using the sweet, upper-register of her voice to further unhinge the fixed nature of gender identity (214). That this voice sings covers of songs written for men about women further decenters gender identity.
Auslander suggests that while Quatro played only a minor role in glam rock’s commercial success, her portrayal of a tough-girl rocker created a new role for women in popular music. He cites the all-girl band The Runaways and its breakout solo artists, Lita Ford and Joan Jett, as highly influenced by Quatro’s trailblazing portrayal of an alternative femininity. In this way, Quatro’s glam persona was itself a liminal space within the larger glam framework, and led to the development of new rock subcultures like L.A. punk, new wave and eventually riot grrrl. This point brings us back to discussion of audiences and how glam rock affected their perception of the genre and of themselves. One of the most amazing phenomena of the glam-era is only briefly noted in Auslander’s text: the rise of a community of Bowie-boys and Bowie-girls in the Ziggy Stardust era. Auslander called glam audience’s desire to emulate David Bowie’s onstage personae an inversion of the hippie ideology of radical individualism. With “Bowie’s audiences emulat[ing] Ziggy by showing up at concerts dressed in homemade Ziggy costumes, makeup, and hairstyles. To the extent that these fans, known as ‘Bowie boys’ and ‘Bowie girls,’ constituted a community, that community formed around Ziggy Stardust – it expressed him rather than the other way around” (132). Auslander suggests that fans made Ziggy’s meaning, that their belief in the persona lent the Stardust character its own sincerity.
This creation of a new form of desire – ambivalent or queer gender performance creating ambivalent or queer desire – is no small achievement for a rock genre, and Auslander’s discussion of the impact of performed gender identities would be all the more powerful if he openly addressed how glam rock gave audiences a new vision of desire. After all, his concluding statements hint that fans’ powerful responses to glam had been motivating much of his scholarship. “What is finally at stake in the interaction between musical performers and their audiences is the audience’s identity, not the performer’s,”(233) he writes. “Performers, then, are valuable to a particular audience not because they can demonstrate definitely that they belong to the same identity category…but because they give those audience members material from which to construct the performers’ identities in terms of their own identities and desires” (234). The general questions about authenticity and sincerity that he begins with in the introduction have, by the conclusion, narrowed to question of “is he or isn’t he.” Auslander argues that the response – a simple “yes” to the ambivalence– shows how decentered gender identity performance gave 1970s rock audiences a new gender identities to try on and to perform themselves in everyday life. Not knowing the answer to questions about their glam performer’s sexual identity allowed audiences to make up their own answers to fit their own fantasies. The most radical moment of glam performance comes from the audience, in the moment of recognition that Auslander calls “the pleasurable shock of seeing someone who displays externally what he suspects himself to be internally” (234). This pleasurable shock awakened new desires in rock audiences for more performances of queer gender identities, and thus rewrote rock history. Auslander’s Performing Glam Rock performs much the same way, showing the moment when rock was queered in sight, sound, opening a way to talk about audiences for whom glam offered a new way to love rock.
Bibliography
Performance Studies international (PSi).
2006 Music as Performance. Performance Studies international website.
Electronic document, accessed May 5, 2006, http://www.psi-web.org/texts/wg_map.html
Richard Schechner.
1985 Between Theater & Anthropology, University of Pennsylvania Press, Philadelphia.
Performing Glam Rock: Gender & Theatricality in Popular Music
Philip Auslander
University of Michigan Press, 2006
Until recently, popular music has proved outside the gaze of performance studies scholarship. A new generation of writers such as Susan Fast and Steve Waksman are beginning to weave performance theory into their analysis of rock music history, thus building a much-needed new addition to the literature. Philip Auslander’s Performing Glam Rock: Gender & Theatricality in Popular Music (University of Michigan, 2006) offers a significant new text to this bibliography and serves as important reassessment of the legacy of rock ideology on performers since the 1960s.
Auslander got his PhD in Theater Arts at Cornell University 1983, writing his dissertation on the pop sensibility in theatre and his master’s thesis on Fluxus performance. He has since become major scholar of performance, writing three performance monographs and serving as editor for two anthologies of performance studies writing. His last book, Liveness: Performance in a Mediatized Culture (Routledge 1999), argued that the primary audience experience of performance in contemporary Western society is mediated, not live. Auslander then examines what “liveness” means in such a culture. The book includes a chapter on rock music that addresses how rock ideology privileges the “authenticity” of live performance, while the primary experience of aural and visual aspects of popular music comes from reproducible media like albums and videos. In 2004 Auslander founded a Performance Studies International working group called “Music as Performance.” The group’s basic premise is that, “Although Performance Studies takes the traditional performing arts as part of its purview, the discipline has thus far ignored music almost completely.” The group defined its object of inquiry as “non-theatrical musical performances (that is, concerts and similar performances rather than musical theatre or opera, not restricted to live forms) in any musical genre” (PSi 2006).
In creating the group, Auslander has turned his full attention to musical performance, and Performing Glam Rock is Auslander’s first monograph to directly address the question of how to apply performance theory to popular music. His chosen subject is the rock genre known as “glam,” a short-lived, highly theatrical and mostly British popular music genre that occurred directly after the 1960s psychedelic rock era. The book is organized in two categories, with two front chapters (under the somewhat forced titles “Glamticipations” and “Glamography”) placing the genre within the larger narrative of popular music and social history. The second half of the book uses performance theory as a the primary tool for analyzing a few of the genre’s leading musicians – David Bowie, Marc Bolan, Bryan Ferry and Suzi Quatro. In choosing famous subjects and an historical time-period, Auslander expands the traditional realms of performance studies subjects. In his introduction, Auslander reveals himself to have lived through the music’s era and to have been familiar but not a fan of glam. His primary experience with the genre is through audio and video recordings, published interviews and a few contemporary interviews with glam-era musicians. In this way, Auslander merges his argument from Liveness, that popular music can be understood primarily within its mediatized state, with his desire to further the relationship between performance studies and popular music.
Performing Glam Rock continues the exploration of the aspect of rock performance that Auslander first explored in Liveness: that rock ideology privileges live performance as a form of authenticity. He suggests that glam rock musicians complicate the relationship between liveness and authenticity by creating highly theatrical performance personae whose disruptive gender portrayals created liminal spaces for rock audiences in the post-hippie era of the early 1970s. He discusses the ambiguity between the “real” and “the persona” in performance, paraphrasing Schechner’s statement that “performance is always a matter of the performers not being themselves but also not not being themselves” (in Auslander 2006:5). Simon Frith splits Schechner’s division of the real self and the performed me-not-me into three layers: the real person, the performance persona and the character (in Auslander 4). Auslander’s main argument centers around how rock ideology of the 1960s demanded that the three layers appear to be one, whereas glam radically separated the layers and mocked the very idea of personae unity.
Auslander frames glam as response to the “anti-ocular” bias of the late 1960s countercultural movement. He writes that rock musicians of the late 1960s privileged seriousness, concentration and aural pleasure and distrusted the spectacular or theatrical aspects of musical performance. These musicians were “serious” about music insomuch that they performed seriousness on stage by turning their backs to the audience, closing their eyes while performing, and wearing street clothes that marked them as less concerned with being on stage than with playing music. These performance gestures were naturalized into a rock ideology of “authenticity” and those who did not conform to these performance standards were “inauthentic.” This performed identity was constantly in negotiation however, and Auslander cites folk-hero Phil Ochs April 1970 performance in a gold lame Elvis suit at Carnegie Hall as a watershed performance gesture that was “antithetical to the countercultural ethos of spontaneity” which “foreshadowed the emphasis on characterization, self-consciousness, and spectacle in the rock of the 1970s, particularly in glam” (19). These traits of characterization, self-consciousness and spectacle, which 1960s rock audiences normally associated with the insincere, became the dominant performance frames of glam. Auslander returns to this performed insincerity throughout Performing Glam Rock, and places it within Schechner’s continuum between the performance of “doing” and of “showing doing,” which is a form of performing that is “pointing to, underlining, and displaying doing,” (in Auslander 101). ‘Showing doing’ is a way to make the twice-performed performance visible to the audience, an intentional denaturalizing of staged performance.
Auslander is careful to point out that the decision of who is of “doing” and who is “showing doing” is a matter of “impression…on the audience and not necessarily differences of intent or procedure on the part of the performers” (101). One of Auslander’s goals with this book is to serve as a corrective to what he sees as an over-attention to reception of popular music performance by cultural studies and sociological studies scholars. He believes that these disciplines tend to focus too much on reception and give only “impressionistic” (2) remarks on performance. In discussing dominant ideologies that glam sought to break down and how glam formed a liminal space in rock however, Auslander would have been well served in discussing audiences as active participants in making the meaning surrounding a celebrity performer. Audience appears throughout the text either in passive constructions that obscure the agents who make and believe rock ideologies, as quotations from rock critics who serve as foils to Auslander’s argument, and then curiously, in his conclusion as the true reason for glam’s impact on culture.
Auslander’s decision to focus on British glam rock was not arbitrary, and he makes an important connection between the British “music hall” tradition of popular music entertainment and the glam rock genre. The connection is through the musician David Bowie, who the author devotes a chapter to under the subhead “the Theatricalization of Rock.” Auslander cites Frith in discussion of the tradition of character-driven song that dominated popular culture for a century preceding the rock era in Britain. This tradition had a significant influence on British rock culture in the 1960s and into the glam era, and Auslander shows how this allowed rock musicians in the UK to “take on multiple personae in the manner of a music hall singer or an actor” (111). Auslander argues that this way of thinking about shifting personae was up to that time “foreign to rock. The whole notion of self-consciously acting the role of rock star rather than presenting one-self as one is antithetical to the ideology of authenticity” (112). This is an important way of rethinking the difference between British and U.S. rock persona in the 1960s and sets the stage for Auslander’s argument about persona use in glam.
David Bowie was deeply influenced by the music hall tradition and incorporated a theatrical sensibility to his on and off-stage character-creation and personae. His commitment to audiences was one for continual change, not for maintaining their expectations of him. Auslander shows that the consequence of Bowie’s performed self-consciousness was that contemporary U.S. rock critics like Lester Bangs denigrated Bowie’s work as “sterilely distasteful artifice” (Bangs in Auslander 112), because the critics did not experience a similar relationship to self and persona as part of U.S. popular culture. Bowie refused the performance conventions of popular music of that time for more experimental relationships between his ‘true self,’ his on-stage personae and the audience’s understanding of them. Bowie’s willful creation of distance between self and persona is akin to Schencher’s discussion of Chinese theater and Brecht: that it is possible to create a theater in which the audience sees parts of all three performance layers and that the incomplete transformation into persona or character “is revealed as such to the spectators, who delight in the unresolved dialectic” (1985:9). Glam reveled in such incomplete transformations.
Auslander argues that proto-glam rockers like solo-era John Lennon and the rock n’ roll revival group Sha Na Na challenged the counterculture’s concept of authenticity along the lines of theatricality and genre-masquerading. These musicians were still similar to the 1960s counterculture in that they maintained largely heteronormative gender roles. Auslander argues that the performance formula for glam rock added theatricality, genre-masquerade, and the extensive use of masculine queer persona to the rock ethos. He cites Alice Cooper as “the first rock band of the 1960s to build their entire image around transvestism, intentionally confronting the rock audience with a visual practice – and intimations of a sexuality – that preyed on its insecurities” (33) and that these visual practices were part of a theatrical persona that Cooper consciously created and presented to the audiences. In doing so he rewrites the history of rock influence in terms of performance instead of the traditional sound-based genealogies that typify rock history.
Auslander analyses the D.A. Pennebaker documentary made in the midst of the David Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust tour, showing how the overt theatricality of the performance threw non-traditional gender-performances into stark relief. He uses Goffman’s Gender Advertisements to discuss “feminine” postures, gestures and facial expressions that Bowie employed to structure an on-stage gendered division of labor. Bowie most often played feminine, with ingratiating smiles and costume changes, to lead guitarist Mick Ronson’s hyper-masculine 1950s rock god persona. This role-playing allows the two to create an intensely flirtatious sexual dynamic on-stage. Auslander argues that Bowie created the Ziggy Stardust character in part in order to perform gender identities that did not fit in traditional rock performance. He quotes a famous interview in which Bowie tells the interviewer “I’m gay…and always have been” (Watts in Auslander 134) but suggests that Watts “did not take Bowie’s declaration at face value” (Auslander 134). Instead the question becomes “is he or isn’t he?” The performance here is one of ambiguity, not necessarily queer identity itself, as Auslander states that Bowie gave the audience keys to understanding that the stage show was “a performance for which there was no underlying referent” (135). Auslander relates this to Judith Butler’s concept that “gender attributes…are not expressive but performative,” (Butler in Auslander 135), suggesting that Bowie’s queer identity showed rock audiences how highly constructed the performance of heterosexual identity was as well.
One of the most revolutionary aspects of Auslander’s approach to rock history is to reimagine genre as a function of performance choices. This usefulness of this approach is most apparent in his discussions of Roxy Music’s Bryan Ferry and T. Rex’s Marc Bolan, two leading stars of the glam rock era whose adoption of highly sexualized sounds, gestures, and dress stood apart from rock convention and effectively created a new genre. Auslander uses the musician Marc Bolan of the band Tyrannosaurus Rex to personify the transition from an anti-ocular 1960s countercultural persona into a glam persona. Bolan’s band shifted from a psychedelic acoustic duo named Tyrannosaurus Rex into a full rock band with electric guitars under the name T. Rex. In doing so, Auslander addresses each aspect of the group as it underwent metamorphosis, from band name, to vocal affect, instrumentation, costume, lyrical content to on-stage presentation. His is a monumental reconstruction of genre-creation through the lens of performance, showing how minute timbral changes and vocal gestures can shift an audience’s perception of a performer.
His meditation on Bolan’s unique voice serves as a how-to for popular music performance transcription and analysis, resulting in a nuanced portrait of timbral affect that shifted Bolan’s performance from psychedelic rock to glam. Auslander writes that Bolan’s highly melismatic falsetto had already marked him as different from other psychedelic rockers who placed “emphasis on instrumental rather than vocal virtuosity: it was much more important to be a great guitarist than a great singer” and that perhaps Bolan’s success as a musician opened new space counter to the spirit of the times, linking “straightforward vocal styles of psychedelic rock to the countercultural ethos of authenticity: a highly mannered voice, after all, seems theatrical, artificial and perhaps unmasculine” (82). Where in Tyrannosaurus Rex Bolan left the queerness of his voice unexplored, in glam he used it as a space to create “cognitive dissonance” through “performing hard-rocking songs or heterosexual love songs in a queer voice normally considered to be at odds with both” (90). Auslander uses Bolan as an embodiment of this genre change and how subtle changes in vocal performance contributed to a break in rock that created a new genre.
Auslander calls up Victor Turner’s distinction between the indicative and subjunctive mood to describe the difference between normative rock and glam rock performance. Glam is “a world of as if” (Turner in Auslander 150) which forms a liminal space in which non-traditional identities could be explored and enacted. In a chapter on Roxy Music’s Bryan Ferry, Auslander develops his discussion of the masculine vocal performance as creating liminal spaces in rock. Auslander states that there is “a direct link between authenticity and musical style in rock culture” (152) and that the rock performer’s primary sonic signature is his or her voice. In Ferry’s highly stylized, often parodic appropriation of many popular music vocal performance styles from crooning to blues, he helped Roxy Music destabilize the very idea of rock music as a distinctive genre. Instead, “rock” breaks down into its component earlier popular music forms. Auslander suggests that this sonic bricolage destabilized the very concept of genre, allowing audiences to reframe their listening outside of traditional musical boundaries and into a liminal zone.
Auslander’s discussion about the place of women within the glam rock tradition also helps in the reevaluation of gender performance in rock history. In his Glam “–cipations” and “–graphy” chapters he examines how 1960s rock ideology placed emphasis on individual freedom of expression and other radical identities but still actively reinforced gender roles and an imbalance of power between men and women. The chapters on Bowie, Bolan and Ferry discuss how glam created a new space for displays of alternative masculinity, but do not account for how women musicians and fans responded to this new plurality of sexual personae. This is why Auslander devotes a chapter to Suzi Quatro, a leather-clad Detroit-to-England singer and bass player who was the only female to have chart success in the original glam rock era. Auslander writes that Quatro’s hard-edged performance persona embodies what Judith Halberstam calls “female masculinity” (212) that refused to be reduced to a conventional version of femininity. Instead she performs a “butch” identity that pits her masculine persona against her female body, using the sweet, upper-register of her voice to further unhinge the fixed nature of gender identity (214). That this voice sings covers of songs written for men about women further decenters gender identity.
Auslander suggests that while Quatro played only a minor role in glam rock’s commercial success, her portrayal of a tough-girl rocker created a new role for women in popular music. He cites the all-girl band The Runaways and its breakout solo artists, Lita Ford and Joan Jett, as highly influenced by Quatro’s trailblazing portrayal of an alternative femininity. In this way, Quatro’s glam persona was itself a liminal space within the larger glam framework, and led to the development of new rock subcultures like L.A. punk, new wave and eventually riot grrrl. This point brings us back to discussion of audiences and how glam rock affected their perception of the genre and of themselves. One of the most amazing phenomena of the glam-era is only briefly noted in Auslander’s text: the rise of a community of Bowie-boys and Bowie-girls in the Ziggy Stardust era. Auslander called glam audience’s desire to emulate David Bowie’s onstage personae an inversion of the hippie ideology of radical individualism. With “Bowie’s audiences emulat[ing] Ziggy by showing up at concerts dressed in homemade Ziggy costumes, makeup, and hairstyles. To the extent that these fans, known as ‘Bowie boys’ and ‘Bowie girls,’ constituted a community, that community formed around Ziggy Stardust – it expressed him rather than the other way around” (132). Auslander suggests that fans made Ziggy’s meaning, that their belief in the persona lent the Stardust character its own sincerity.
This creation of a new form of desire – ambivalent or queer gender performance creating ambivalent or queer desire – is no small achievement for a rock genre, and Auslander’s discussion of the impact of performed gender identities would be all the more powerful if he openly addressed how glam rock gave audiences a new vision of desire. After all, his concluding statements hint that fans’ powerful responses to glam had been motivating much of his scholarship. “What is finally at stake in the interaction between musical performers and their audiences is the audience’s identity, not the performer’s,”(233) he writes. “Performers, then, are valuable to a particular audience not because they can demonstrate definitely that they belong to the same identity category…but because they give those audience members material from which to construct the performers’ identities in terms of their own identities and desires” (234). The general questions about authenticity and sincerity that he begins with in the introduction have, by the conclusion, narrowed to question of “is he or isn’t he.” Auslander argues that the response – a simple “yes” to the ambivalence– shows how decentered gender identity performance gave 1970s rock audiences a new gender identities to try on and to perform themselves in everyday life. Not knowing the answer to questions about their glam performer’s sexual identity allowed audiences to make up their own answers to fit their own fantasies. The most radical moment of glam performance comes from the audience, in the moment of recognition that Auslander calls “the pleasurable shock of seeing someone who displays externally what he suspects himself to be internally” (234). This pleasurable shock awakened new desires in rock audiences for more performances of queer gender identities, and thus rewrote rock history. Auslander’s Performing Glam Rock performs much the same way, showing the moment when rock was queered in sight, sound, opening a way to talk about audiences for whom glam offered a new way to love rock.
Bibliography
Performance Studies international (PSi).
2006 Music as Performance. Performance Studies international website.
Electronic document, accessed May 5, 2006, http://www.psi-web.org/texts/wg_map.html
Richard Schechner.
1985 Between Theater & Anthropology, University of Pennsylvania Press, Philadelphia.
5.04.2006
Poo-pooing Pop’s Poseurs: Anxiously Analysing the Art-schoolers
EMP Pop Conference 2006
Reading copy – email if you’d like to cite/quote
I’m going to tell you something you already know: Jack Black did not invent the school of rock. Yes you can learn how to play popular music from Berklee with two EE’s but I am sure I don’t have to tell you that mixolidian mastery does not a rock star make. No, the easiest way to get a post-secondary education that prepares you for the rigors and pleasures of popular music performance is to go to art school. As I’m willing to bet none of you will take me up on the offer for a career-change, this paper will take you through a career change and to ask you to modify one element of the one you already have.
It’s hard to be noticed in the art world. First, when you’re young, no one wants to look at your slides. At least that’s what Jesse; the head of NYU’s undergrad studio art program was told his first year class in the fall of 2005. “Don’t show up unsolicited at galleries with slides,” he said. They’ll just be rude to you.” He then listed each gallery owner who was rude to him when he did so as was a young artist in the mid-1990s. Linda, the other teacher of the “new student seminar,” said that it is possible to be discovered if you go to enough galleries and openings. You just have to seem like an artist, and eventually a gallerist will talk to you. “The moral of this story is always be well-dressed,” she said. “The gallery owner may act snooty, but they need you because they’re in the business and you’re the artists.” And as young artists, she added, “Remember. You’re the rock stars.”
How many of you went to school where your first semester you were told that one of your professional goals was to be a rock star? Let me give you a brief summary of what you missed and how what you missed might have made you a rock star:
Students going to art school are likely to have been the best artists in their high schools. Being “the best” meant having manual skills and “an eye” for visual detail. One of the recurring topics of Jesse and Linda’s “new student seminar” was that many students had difficulty accepting that they were among peers who they perceived as being just as skilled as they were. Jesse spent one class period showing the students their peers’ admissions slides, discussing less about the manual skills employed and more how conceptually rigorous work was, and how it showed “ potential for growth.” He asked the students to strive for conceptual rigor and curiosity and for them to put to death the value system by which they judged their works in high school, when everyone wanted to make “beautiful” and “pleasing work” that exhibited great technical skill.
Linda said, “When the students come in, they all want to be Chuck Close.” At first, young students desire to make art that is visually pleasing and bears obvious traces of labor and time. High school aged students want to make realist, representation pre-modern art…and art schools want to make contemporary artists. Within weeks of starting school, students learn this distinction between the two. Linda said that this is the reason most art school students give when they drop out of art school– they don’t want to make contemporary art, they want to make beautiful art.
Students who stay in learn a history of Western art from ancient Greece to the present, focused primarily on Western works and moving quickly from the past to the post-War. A significant amount of time is spent on post-war art considered to be “common practice” for the students, including these fields: pop art, conceptual art, and performance art.
Pop Art was the first successful fine art form to directly challenge the high and low divide between the fine and commercial arts. American pop artists’ incorporated advertising, celebrity and mass media into their works that courted public opinion while critiquing it. It was also the first genre to foreground the sample: callings disparate elements of history into the present, rewriting and critiquing history in the process. The new work accrues value in its use of the established work, and the old work emerges as part of a new form. Sampling also acknowledged the exhaustion of the autonomy of an original text as implied by modernism, instead using collage to create composite images exhibiting the artist’s curatorial savvy.
Jesse told his first year drawing students to make a pencil drawing. As he was handed out pencils, he broke the sharpened end off each one, which forced the students to either sharpen the pencil themselves or use the blunt end in some way, frustrated efforts to making “beautiful” works. Jesse believes that this radical rethinking of tools is a fundamental mental shift for artists who want to make new work. He believes that the “broken pencil” can stand metaphorically for any situation when an artist engages in exploratory or non-traditional use of tools and materials. This exploratory and curious mind state can then be applied to any new creative process, including music:
I think what makes music made by artists so interesting. They’re not looking at their tools as necessarily part of a virtuosic tradition of mastery. Like the Talking Heads. They weren’t very good at playing their instruments, but they made really amazing records because they treated their instruments the way they treated utensils – cameras, paintbrushes –like they were taught in the art school. What can this instrument do? It’s heavy. It sits like this. I’ve seen pictures of people holding it that way. Do I have to do it that way?
He places emphasis on art-as-process over the emphasis of the art-object and refers to John Cage as the philosopher who first liberated instruments from their accepted, traditional uses. Jesse places the “broken pencil” model of heuristic inquiry and processual understanding in opposition to the “virtuosic tradition of mastery” that places emphasis on masterworks.
Conceptual art theory broke down the centrality of the art object. No one could “own” a “concept” and the works produced by these artists were made of cheap materials meant to break down. Because of this, two important subfields arose in conceptual art – the document and public relations. The document provided the rules and strategies of the project and could often be signed and sold like a traditional work, allowing a buyer to “own” a “realization” of the work. A new aspect of gallery ownership also became important: promotion. In the 1960s and 1970s, New York art dealer Seth Siegelaub relentlessly promoted conceptual artists like Joseph Kosuth who, because they had no work to sell, found themselves cultivating “public image,” “extraordinary mannerisms” and “social connections to the scene around Warhol, which often coalesced in the back room of Max’s Kansas City nightclub” (Alberro 2003:27). While the art object “disappeared” in conceptual art, the idea of the artist as object had begun to emerge.
As one of the main modes of conceptual art, performance art eschewed the art object and traditional gallery system for temporally based work often performed in non-traditional spaces. RoseLee Goldberg, wrote that “provocation is a constant characteristic of performance art,” and “it rarely aims to seduce its audience and is more likely to unravel and examine critically the techniques of seduction, unnerving viewers in the process, rather than providing them with an ambiguous setting for desire” (Goldberg 2004:13). Performance art became the primary method by which young New York artists in the 1970s worked to challenge art world convention while redefining the space between fine art and other forms of live art – theater, music and dance.
Goldberg devotes a chapter of her book to “Video, rock n’ roll, and the spoken word,” in acknowledgment of wide range of performance fields and media forms in which seventies performance artists worked in downtown New York City venues. The volatile, political, anti-establishment nature of performance art directly influenced the burgeoning punk music scene through shared spaces, shared politics and a sense of the visceral immediacy of action. Performance artist/musicians such as Laurie Anderson mingled with art-school trained popular musicians like David Byrne and provocateur street-poets like Lydia Lunch and Michael Gira and through these shared performance spaces and practices, blurring the line between the high and low systems of art performance.
Jesse refers to the performative aspect of art-school trained popular musicianship as “a way of performing without performance,” or, in some ways, performance art light: The mode of presentation is live and in time and performative but there’s a whole universe of rules you can play by or not play by. A lot of teachers teach performance art as if there were no structure that anything goes. That a performance can be anything, I think, can be a little overwhelming to young artists. [With musical performance] you have to have an instrument, and you have to have something happening in time. It’s an easier framework.
Jesse suggests that popular music, allows young artists to move into the open, structureless field of performance art using a socially accepted framework. Using this popular music framework is a way for young artists to play with performance art without what Simon Frith calls “a potentially humiliating lack of structure.” The structures of popular music live performance – venues, social codes, and on-stage gestures – become another set of tools to be manipulated.
Say you were to study those things, and then you would have gone to “art school.” The term art school is most often employed to describe someone’s educational training. It is a biographical fact, such in this statement about Kayne West. “He graduated early from high school, dropped out of art school and then left Chicago State because he wanted to pursue music full-time.”
The noun “art school” itself can be made into an adjective. It too can be employed in factual statements that describe a type of education one has obtained: “art school training.” The goal of using the adjective “art school” in music writing is to modify nouns that index objects occurring in the performance of popular music: practices, sounds and identity traits. There is some meaning gained from the addition of the modifier “art school” to these nouns of practice, sound and identity, but what meaning is it? Do the writers know? The readers? And what art school is the writer talking about, the one they have never gone to or the one the musician has?
“Art-school” phrases with positive connotations generally focused on the “art” half of the term “art school.” In general, the “art” referenced here is 19th century fine art imbued with Bourdieuian high cultural capital. For instance, the noun “art” is often made adjectival to establish splinter, “smarter” or “high-art” subgenres of a main pop music genres: art rock, art punk, art funk. A lexis-nexus search for “art school” and “music” brought up these positive connotations: art school aesthetic, art school can-do attitude, art school ethic, art school leanings, art school idealist. These phrases often reference a diligent work ethic and notions the artist as a “shaman” or “truthsayer” that come from modern art. This is the same vision of the artist that high school students entering art school have of what fine art school be: difficult to make, difficult to understand, heroic, masterful.
The negative connotations tended to stress the “school” aspect of the phrase. Examples include: art school haircut, art school outfit, art school attitude, art school bluff, art school weirdness, art school revisionism, art school kooks, art school fuckheads, art school wannabes, art-school trainwreck. Negative connotations of the term “school” and “art school” often come from perceptions of the artist in the post World War II era: the young, maverick art stars of Pop, conceptual art, and performance art. These are genres of artist youth, laboratories for ideas that will develop material forms over an artists’ career.
These forms of art also challenge the notion of originality and privilege locus of creativity in action, not object. They do not necessarily reveal evidence of their struggle and often privilege amateur-techniques employed strategically for goals other than beauty. Significally also for my argument, each of these post World War II art movements also cultivated performative identity as an active cultivation of not just arts media but popular media in general. Art-school trained popular musicians are quite knowledgeable about music journalism, publicity, marketing and persona-construction. The question is: how knowledgeable are journalists about art school?
I argue that the negative connotations for “art school,” stem from journalists’ ignorance of contemporary art practice. The result is journalists’ anxiousness in attempt to read the “art” aspect of art-school trained musicianship by using 19th century artist stereotypes such as dandies, dilettantes, forgerers and poseurs to recast these art-school actions into pre-modern terms. In doing so, the writer misinterprets the conceptual, performative, the appropriative gestures that mark postmodern art as bold and progressive creative acts. Here I posit that the adjective “art-school” serves as an anxious admission by the author that she knows something “artsy” is going on within the musical performance by art-school trained musician, but she’s too embarrassed to admit that she don’t know exactly what is going on.
One enduring and beloved art-into-pop archetype is the dandy. Thomas Carlyle writes in the Dandiacal Body that the Dandy is “a clothes-wearing Man, a Man whose trade, office and existence consists in the wearing of Clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, purse, and person is heroically consecrated to this one object, the wearing of Clothes wisely and well…what is it that the Dandy asks in return? Solely…that you would recognize his existence; would admit him to be a living object; or even failing this, a visual object.” In his recent book on glam, Philip Auslander called mods the sociological precursors to glam rockers. Mods “were true dandies, interested in creating true works of art – themselves” (58) Dandyism suggests a highly performative masculinity with marked concentration on visual representation, and that that representation is an artifice taking incredible upkeep. Performance artists are like dandies in that their artworks are ephemeral, inherently personal and highly theatrical. Performance artists’ “true works of art” were also “themselves” but their demand to be seen as “visual objects” in time and space is not a matter of mere aesthetics. It was political. Dandies, glam rockers and performance artists were all deeply invested in breaking apart gender binaries. In doing so, art-school trained glam rock dandies like Brian Eno and David Bowie challenged the masculine rock god archetypes of the 1960s, allowing for “glamour.” Glitter, makeup, costuming, theatrical gesture and staging refocused the body from the aural or cerebral appreciation of 1960s rock back to the pleasure of the eye.
In Performing Glam Rock, Philip Auslander enters the PopCon “rockist” bash by critiquing the 1960s “golden era” of rock’s predilection privilege mind/brain perception and not the eye or body experience. He calls this “the antiocular bias” of 1960s psychedelic rock performers and audiences. He suggests a political layer to this era’s disdain for spectacle, as “distrust of the visual, a distrust that stemmed from the belief that the dominant culture controlled the means of producing socially influential images (i.e. the mass media) (15) and while some psychedelic musicians dressed in wild colors, their clothes were not costumes but often just brightly colored street clothes, implying a close proximity between their ‘performing selves’,’ true selves’ their audiences.1960s Psychedelic rock was “introspective” on stage” where performers “focused their attention on each other or their instruments, especially while playing a solo, and did not play to the audience extensively” (17). Musical meaning was obtained by deep listening; audiences went on “head trips” and danced by themselves in moments of extreme a-social individual experience. Glam rock was a direct confrontation of these values, recentering attention from the head to the eye, demanding eyes to look at bodies, and as such, gave a radical space for (mostly) male bodies to perform difference. Subsequent generations of art-school trained popular musicians have employed costuming, make-up and extreme theatrical presentation to continue to challenge and critique dominant rock ideologies. The political power of this gesture is undercut by suggesting art school trained musicians are merely “clothes wearing men.”
The word dilettante appeared in the 18th century, meaning “a lover of fine arts” who “cultivates the fine arts for the love of them rather than professionally.” By 1885 the respect for the amateur artist has diminished and the word dilettante change. It was mostly modified by the word “mere” and a “dilettante” became “one who interests himself in an art or science merely as a pastime and without serious aim or study.” The dilettante is one who is interested, but not-formally trained, or skilled. The dilettante is an amateur. Art-school trained musicians are artists who become musical dilettantes. Essentially, this can be seen as a post-college career change.
Art-school trained popular musicians are often not very good at their instruments. Eno was notorious for never learning to read music and Fischerspooner, at least initially made music only with basic tracking software and public domain samples. The “broken pencil” argument – that tools should be approached with curiosity and not a “virtuosic tradition of mastery” is one emic, art-school answer for why art-school trained popular music often has an amateur approach. A second, and more radical reading asks for a shift of subjectivity occurring in the perceptual apparatus.
Art school training encourages students to believe that being a popular musician can be art. Every single artist/musician I spoke with for my thesis believed that their popular music project was a form of art, and every art educator I spoke with said they would encourage their students into a popular music if they believed it was the best way to realize the student’s artistic vision. In this way, the question of whether art-school trained popular musicians have made a career change is relative to your position in viewing their work. Popular music fans with little interest or knowledge about contemporary fine art can understand these musicians’ art school training as a matter of the biographical past. The music by art-school trained musicians is still music and can be enjoyed on the terms laid out by popular music reception. If, on the other hand, one approaches art-school trained musicians’ works with knowledge of contemporary art, it is possible to see their entire project in different way. It becomes art about popular music, art using popular music, art for a popular music audience. In this way, the radical rethinking of tools is to imagine the “band as art” where the artistic emphasis is less on performance of musical competency and more on creating a successful artistic expression. In the case of art-school trained popular musicians like Fischerspooner or Wynne Greenwood of Tracy + the Plastics, this display is often purposefully laced with amateur musical and performative gestures and, even more radically, performative failures. Making audiences uncomfortable about their musical amateurism and incompetence is the whole point of their musical art. They’ve thought and worked hard to be bad in just the right way.
Sampling is a much-lauded hallmark of the postmodern condition, but what of those who “sample” entire works, entire genres, entire careers of others? Negativland and John Oswald’s plunderphonics are largely exempt from the ambivalence we feel about wholesale identity theft. In popular music, Simon Reynolds called the trend “record collector rock” a genre where “a band’s total sonic identity is reducible to its members’ listening habits,” which is a problem he thinks, that “has infected music with some of the sickness of collector culture” He precedes this with the caveat that “the curator-turned-creator is not an especially new phenomenon. The Stones started out as obsessive collectors, and might never have gone beyond being reverent fan boys covering blues songs if Jagger and Richards’ manager hadn’t persuaded them to write their own tunes.” (299) Where is the space between curator-turned-creator and “record-collection rock performer?” To Reynolds these musicians, except art-school trained pop star Richards, are creating forgeries, but to postmodern artists like John Oswald or photographer Cindy Sherman, forgeries ask important questions about authorship. The same questions about authorship and forgery can be asked back to Reynolds of the Stones. What is the space between “their own tunes” and sampling, forgery and downright theft?
The Oxford English Dictionary defines a poseur as “one who practices an affected mental or social attitude; an affected person,” and traces the first reference to late 19th century writer B. Jerrold’s 1872 article that states, “As one cannot go to bed in the middle of the afternoon -- 11:30 p.m. --- it is necessary to go somewhere after the opera,’ is the declaration of a well-known poseur.” Two things are significant about this quotation. First, it is the notion that the poseur is one who pretends. The poseur goes to the opera for its social and entertainment aspects and not those of serious music lover; He’s looking for the next form of entertainment as soon as the first ends. He poses. Acts. The poseur is one whose performance is obviously insincere. Like an artist he is only interested in the artifice.
The second is the double voicing of the quotation. Jerrold is relating the speech of a poseur, and by the obvious absurdity of juxtaposition of the time “11:30 p.m.” with the term “middle of the afternoon,” Jerrold places a critique on this person through his ironic retelling of the situation. The double voicing creates a distance and disdain by the writer for the poseur – necessarily suggesting that to catch a poseur’s insincerity, the writer must be somehow sincere. A true opera lover. Frith and Horne noted in Art Into Pop, to which this paper is deeply indebted, that even within the era of punk, critics sought to disavow the punk movement as a disingenuous co-opting of street-level political action calling punks, "the same old petit-bourgeois art students, who a few months ago were David Bowie and Bryan Ferry look-a-likes – who've read a little art history and adopted Dadaist typography and bad manners." The writer, I assume, has always been a good little working class revolutionary who resents this fashionable insurgency. How can we have this revolution with all these pretty boys around?
Dandies, dilettantes, forgerers and poseurs: Art school students performing themselves badly, inauthentically, unoriginally, insincerely and shamelessly. Why aren’t they embarrassed to be so bad? Because they aren’t playing by the rules of virtuosity, authenticity, originality, and sincerity that were the standards for the old masters and, not coincidentally, heroic rock stars. They’re being pop. Which leads to the central argument of this paper: the work that art-school trained musicians make is art. It’s artifice, a fake, sincere in its in authenticity. Postwar art has been obsessed with artifice, persona, publicity, the pastiche, the spectacle, and the multiple and as such, popular music is an obvious medium.
It is the job of critics of this musical art to approach the work as both music and art, to consider process and approach and not just output: refuse the art context is to privilege musical “work itself” and deny the history of Postwar art, of contemporary popular music studies and, most crucially, the intentions of the creators themselves. If it walks like art and talks like art, why call it music? Because it sounds?
Art school is a noun, a place. It’s a biographical description. Art school is an education, a process, a heuristic model. It is ALSO often an adjective employed incorrectly to described misheard and unseen aspects of art-into-pop musicianship. Art school is fine for biography but a bad description, and if you don’t believe me, hear this bit of art-school trained pop music writing:
In their early art school days, a group of articulate art school kids used their art school can do-attitude and art school learning to put together an art school idealist band. They were art school punksters with their art school haircuts and art school outfits, using their art school ethic to perfect an art school aesthetic and an art school sound that was an equal mix of art school funk and art school weirdness. They had an award winning art-school-typish live show they played for an art school crowd full of art school kooks who had serious art school style. But by the time they got around to recording an album they had become an art school trainwreck whose art school revisionism sounded more like art school wannabes caught in an art school bluff. By the time their album was released only art school drop outs and art school fuckheads who didn’t even know about their art school genesis were fans.
I promise you that there is more to hear in art school than this, and more to see. Break the pencil and find new ways to use it, and if you want to describe what you see and hear by art-school trained popular musicians, take a bit of advice from one like MIA and “Get yourself an education.”
(In the presentation, these examples flashed at 30 second intervals on PowerPoint. All example citations available upon request and 90% came from daily newspapers searched through LexisNexus)
1) Process-based associations for the term “art school”
A. Work ethic: The Yeah Yeah Yeahs have emerged from the streets of deeply stylish and neurotic New York to capture the attention of the mainstream while maintaining an art school work ethic.
B. Group orientation: 'Collective action that benefits as many people as possible. It's like an art school ethic.'
C. DIY lifestyle and attitude: Immaculate Machine's esthetics are DIY -- there are songs about silk-screening in the basement and frustration with the pose of youthful ennui…. It’s the kind of smart, art-school, can-do attitude that comes from, well, art school.
D. Stress on conceptual over emotional: Maybe the warm reception for these songs will remind the band that it was built on Southern harmonies and not New York art-school projects…
E. Use of sample technique: With roots in art school, Chicks on Speed, who shed white jackets early on and sported their own white-paper garb, like remixes and reconfigurations. They favor cut-and-paste techniques, both musically and on the video scrim behind them. Their set started with chaos and dissonance, mutated into something resembling synth-pop, and then came back out the other side into the squall. Electronic glitches were part of the bombardment.
F. Live performance scrappiness: The Georges live shows involve props, lights and B-list dramatics that define art-school idealist.
G. Use of irony and/or deception in performance: Her delivery is straightforward, but doing that song at all qualifies as ironic. Is she spinning her retrospective forward even further with an earnest, if corny, sentiment? Or is she just giving us the old art-school bluff?
H. Revisionism thanks to the dominance of empathic Coldplay-esque rock and knowing Eighties art school revisionism.
2) Musical/Sonic associations for the term “art school”
A. Instrumentation: punk rock was being subverted by electronic-instrument-wielding art school students
B. Distinctive sound leading to marginality: The Decemberists' art school style will always mean its fans are more niche than mainstream.
C. Spin on genre and/or musical tradition: its breathy, messy and so much more convincing than those art school punksters the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
D. Spin on sound of other art-school trained musicians: he continues to make the indie kids dance, pilfering from Talking Heads' art-school funk ("Too Much Love")
E. As part of historical continuum of art-trained musicianship Had Franz Ferdinand come out in the mid-'80s when foppish bands with romantic art-school leanings had their own stations on the FM dial, their fight to be heard wouldn't be nearly as difficult.
F. Musical technique/ amateurism Suddenly they're playing shabby bass lines, the drum machine's booming from some corner of a crappy basement, and the whole shrill thing sounds as much like an art-school trainwreck as a sneaky reinvention
3) Persona and identity associations for the term “art school”
A. Unusual or Quirky: this sounds a little like German art school kooks Chicks On Speed
B. Articulate: was bitingly satirical, the thoughts and dreams of antsy but articulate art school kids.
C. Unruly class warrior: Strummer was the son of a British diplomat, but he identified with working-class youth. Sent away to boarding school, he detested "the thick, rich people's thick, rich kids." He was later thrown out of art school.
D. Poseurs: Coldplay is not merely a bunch of art school wannabes.
E. Pretentious, rising above the level of pop: Kapranos has no qualms about calling Franz Ferdinand a pop band, nor does he resist labeling it an art-school group. Six of one, half-dozen of the other. The Franzes have avoided the respective pitfalls of both categories - disposability and pretension - and haven't sanded down their quirks for mass consumption.
F. Brooding: Barzelay,…then moved to Brooklyn to attend art school in 1994, is naturally drawn to the dark aspects of life.
G. Gender bending: The idea, it seems, is to enhance in our minds those early art-school days, when Jim wore eyeliner and all their records sounded like they were designed for Belgian motorways.
H. Tastemakers/fashionistas: This I actually did see, being the sort of sad adolescent who was always more likely to be watching early evening local news programmes than hanging around hip clubs with the art-school crowd.
I. Art school audiences as snobs: I'd play this late for the art school fuckheads!
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I’m going to tell you something you already know: Jack Black did not invent the school of rock. Yes you can learn how to play popular music from Berklee with two EE’s but I am sure I don’t have to tell you that mixolidian mastery does not a rock star make. No, the easiest way to get a post-secondary education that prepares you for the rigors and pleasures of popular music performance is to go to art school. As I’m willing to bet none of you will take me up on the offer for a career-change, this paper will take you through a career change and to ask you to modify one element of the one you already have.
It’s hard to be noticed in the art world. First, when you’re young, no one wants to look at your slides. At least that’s what Jesse; the head of NYU’s undergrad studio art program was told his first year class in the fall of 2005. “Don’t show up unsolicited at galleries with slides,” he said. They’ll just be rude to you.” He then listed each gallery owner who was rude to him when he did so as was a young artist in the mid-1990s. Linda, the other teacher of the “new student seminar,” said that it is possible to be discovered if you go to enough galleries and openings. You just have to seem like an artist, and eventually a gallerist will talk to you. “The moral of this story is always be well-dressed,” she said. “The gallery owner may act snooty, but they need you because they’re in the business and you’re the artists.” And as young artists, she added, “Remember. You’re the rock stars.”
How many of you went to school where your first semester you were told that one of your professional goals was to be a rock star? Let me give you a brief summary of what you missed and how what you missed might have made you a rock star:
Students going to art school are likely to have been the best artists in their high schools. Being “the best” meant having manual skills and “an eye” for visual detail. One of the recurring topics of Jesse and Linda’s “new student seminar” was that many students had difficulty accepting that they were among peers who they perceived as being just as skilled as they were. Jesse spent one class period showing the students their peers’ admissions slides, discussing less about the manual skills employed and more how conceptually rigorous work was, and how it showed “ potential for growth.” He asked the students to strive for conceptual rigor and curiosity and for them to put to death the value system by which they judged their works in high school, when everyone wanted to make “beautiful” and “pleasing work” that exhibited great technical skill.
Linda said, “When the students come in, they all want to be Chuck Close.” At first, young students desire to make art that is visually pleasing and bears obvious traces of labor and time. High school aged students want to make realist, representation pre-modern art…and art schools want to make contemporary artists. Within weeks of starting school, students learn this distinction between the two. Linda said that this is the reason most art school students give when they drop out of art school– they don’t want to make contemporary art, they want to make beautiful art.
Students who stay in learn a history of Western art from ancient Greece to the present, focused primarily on Western works and moving quickly from the past to the post-War. A significant amount of time is spent on post-war art considered to be “common practice” for the students, including these fields: pop art, conceptual art, and performance art.
Pop Art was the first successful fine art form to directly challenge the high and low divide between the fine and commercial arts. American pop artists’ incorporated advertising, celebrity and mass media into their works that courted public opinion while critiquing it. It was also the first genre to foreground the sample: callings disparate elements of history into the present, rewriting and critiquing history in the process. The new work accrues value in its use of the established work, and the old work emerges as part of a new form. Sampling also acknowledged the exhaustion of the autonomy of an original text as implied by modernism, instead using collage to create composite images exhibiting the artist’s curatorial savvy.
Jesse told his first year drawing students to make a pencil drawing. As he was handed out pencils, he broke the sharpened end off each one, which forced the students to either sharpen the pencil themselves or use the blunt end in some way, frustrated efforts to making “beautiful” works. Jesse believes that this radical rethinking of tools is a fundamental mental shift for artists who want to make new work. He believes that the “broken pencil” can stand metaphorically for any situation when an artist engages in exploratory or non-traditional use of tools and materials. This exploratory and curious mind state can then be applied to any new creative process, including music:
I think what makes music made by artists so interesting. They’re not looking at their tools as necessarily part of a virtuosic tradition of mastery. Like the Talking Heads. They weren’t very good at playing their instruments, but they made really amazing records because they treated their instruments the way they treated utensils – cameras, paintbrushes –like they were taught in the art school. What can this instrument do? It’s heavy. It sits like this. I’ve seen pictures of people holding it that way. Do I have to do it that way?
He places emphasis on art-as-process over the emphasis of the art-object and refers to John Cage as the philosopher who first liberated instruments from their accepted, traditional uses. Jesse places the “broken pencil” model of heuristic inquiry and processual understanding in opposition to the “virtuosic tradition of mastery” that places emphasis on masterworks.
Conceptual art theory broke down the centrality of the art object. No one could “own” a “concept” and the works produced by these artists were made of cheap materials meant to break down. Because of this, two important subfields arose in conceptual art – the document and public relations. The document provided the rules and strategies of the project and could often be signed and sold like a traditional work, allowing a buyer to “own” a “realization” of the work. A new aspect of gallery ownership also became important: promotion. In the 1960s and 1970s, New York art dealer Seth Siegelaub relentlessly promoted conceptual artists like Joseph Kosuth who, because they had no work to sell, found themselves cultivating “public image,” “extraordinary mannerisms” and “social connections to the scene around Warhol, which often coalesced in the back room of Max’s Kansas City nightclub” (Alberro 2003:27). While the art object “disappeared” in conceptual art, the idea of the artist as object had begun to emerge.
As one of the main modes of conceptual art, performance art eschewed the art object and traditional gallery system for temporally based work often performed in non-traditional spaces. RoseLee Goldberg, wrote that “provocation is a constant characteristic of performance art,” and “it rarely aims to seduce its audience and is more likely to unravel and examine critically the techniques of seduction, unnerving viewers in the process, rather than providing them with an ambiguous setting for desire” (Goldberg 2004:13). Performance art became the primary method by which young New York artists in the 1970s worked to challenge art world convention while redefining the space between fine art and other forms of live art – theater, music and dance.
Goldberg devotes a chapter of her book to “Video, rock n’ roll, and the spoken word,” in acknowledgment of wide range of performance fields and media forms in which seventies performance artists worked in downtown New York City venues. The volatile, political, anti-establishment nature of performance art directly influenced the burgeoning punk music scene through shared spaces, shared politics and a sense of the visceral immediacy of action. Performance artist/musicians such as Laurie Anderson mingled with art-school trained popular musicians like David Byrne and provocateur street-poets like Lydia Lunch and Michael Gira and through these shared performance spaces and practices, blurring the line between the high and low systems of art performance.
Jesse refers to the performative aspect of art-school trained popular musicianship as “a way of performing without performance,” or, in some ways, performance art light: The mode of presentation is live and in time and performative but there’s a whole universe of rules you can play by or not play by. A lot of teachers teach performance art as if there were no structure that anything goes. That a performance can be anything, I think, can be a little overwhelming to young artists. [With musical performance] you have to have an instrument, and you have to have something happening in time. It’s an easier framework.
Jesse suggests that popular music, allows young artists to move into the open, structureless field of performance art using a socially accepted framework. Using this popular music framework is a way for young artists to play with performance art without what Simon Frith calls “a potentially humiliating lack of structure.” The structures of popular music live performance – venues, social codes, and on-stage gestures – become another set of tools to be manipulated.
Say you were to study those things, and then you would have gone to “art school.” The term art school is most often employed to describe someone’s educational training. It is a biographical fact, such in this statement about Kayne West. “He graduated early from high school, dropped out of art school and then left Chicago State because he wanted to pursue music full-time.”
The noun “art school” itself can be made into an adjective. It too can be employed in factual statements that describe a type of education one has obtained: “art school training.” The goal of using the adjective “art school” in music writing is to modify nouns that index objects occurring in the performance of popular music: practices, sounds and identity traits. There is some meaning gained from the addition of the modifier “art school” to these nouns of practice, sound and identity, but what meaning is it? Do the writers know? The readers? And what art school is the writer talking about, the one they have never gone to or the one the musician has?
“Art-school” phrases with positive connotations generally focused on the “art” half of the term “art school.” In general, the “art” referenced here is 19th century fine art imbued with Bourdieuian high cultural capital. For instance, the noun “art” is often made adjectival to establish splinter, “smarter” or “high-art” subgenres of a main pop music genres: art rock, art punk, art funk. A lexis-nexus search for “art school” and “music” brought up these positive connotations: art school aesthetic, art school can-do attitude, art school ethic, art school leanings, art school idealist. These phrases often reference a diligent work ethic and notions the artist as a “shaman” or “truthsayer” that come from modern art. This is the same vision of the artist that high school students entering art school have of what fine art school be: difficult to make, difficult to understand, heroic, masterful.
The negative connotations tended to stress the “school” aspect of the phrase. Examples include: art school haircut, art school outfit, art school attitude, art school bluff, art school weirdness, art school revisionism, art school kooks, art school fuckheads, art school wannabes, art-school trainwreck. Negative connotations of the term “school” and “art school” often come from perceptions of the artist in the post World War II era: the young, maverick art stars of Pop, conceptual art, and performance art. These are genres of artist youth, laboratories for ideas that will develop material forms over an artists’ career.
These forms of art also challenge the notion of originality and privilege locus of creativity in action, not object. They do not necessarily reveal evidence of their struggle and often privilege amateur-techniques employed strategically for goals other than beauty. Significally also for my argument, each of these post World War II art movements also cultivated performative identity as an active cultivation of not just arts media but popular media in general. Art-school trained popular musicians are quite knowledgeable about music journalism, publicity, marketing and persona-construction. The question is: how knowledgeable are journalists about art school?
I argue that the negative connotations for “art school,” stem from journalists’ ignorance of contemporary art practice. The result is journalists’ anxiousness in attempt to read the “art” aspect of art-school trained musicianship by using 19th century artist stereotypes such as dandies, dilettantes, forgerers and poseurs to recast these art-school actions into pre-modern terms. In doing so, the writer misinterprets the conceptual, performative, the appropriative gestures that mark postmodern art as bold and progressive creative acts. Here I posit that the adjective “art-school” serves as an anxious admission by the author that she knows something “artsy” is going on within the musical performance by art-school trained musician, but she’s too embarrassed to admit that she don’t know exactly what is going on.
One enduring and beloved art-into-pop archetype is the dandy. Thomas Carlyle writes in the Dandiacal Body that the Dandy is “a clothes-wearing Man, a Man whose trade, office and existence consists in the wearing of Clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, purse, and person is heroically consecrated to this one object, the wearing of Clothes wisely and well…what is it that the Dandy asks in return? Solely…that you would recognize his existence; would admit him to be a living object; or even failing this, a visual object.” In his recent book on glam, Philip Auslander called mods the sociological precursors to glam rockers. Mods “were true dandies, interested in creating true works of art – themselves” (58) Dandyism suggests a highly performative masculinity with marked concentration on visual representation, and that that representation is an artifice taking incredible upkeep. Performance artists are like dandies in that their artworks are ephemeral, inherently personal and highly theatrical. Performance artists’ “true works of art” were also “themselves” but their demand to be seen as “visual objects” in time and space is not a matter of mere aesthetics. It was political. Dandies, glam rockers and performance artists were all deeply invested in breaking apart gender binaries. In doing so, art-school trained glam rock dandies like Brian Eno and David Bowie challenged the masculine rock god archetypes of the 1960s, allowing for “glamour.” Glitter, makeup, costuming, theatrical gesture and staging refocused the body from the aural or cerebral appreciation of 1960s rock back to the pleasure of the eye.
In Performing Glam Rock, Philip Auslander enters the PopCon “rockist” bash by critiquing the 1960s “golden era” of rock’s predilection privilege mind/brain perception and not the eye or body experience. He calls this “the antiocular bias” of 1960s psychedelic rock performers and audiences. He suggests a political layer to this era’s disdain for spectacle, as “distrust of the visual, a distrust that stemmed from the belief that the dominant culture controlled the means of producing socially influential images (i.e. the mass media) (15) and while some psychedelic musicians dressed in wild colors, their clothes were not costumes but often just brightly colored street clothes, implying a close proximity between their ‘performing selves’,’ true selves’ their audiences.1960s Psychedelic rock was “introspective” on stage” where performers “focused their attention on each other or their instruments, especially while playing a solo, and did not play to the audience extensively” (17). Musical meaning was obtained by deep listening; audiences went on “head trips” and danced by themselves in moments of extreme a-social individual experience. Glam rock was a direct confrontation of these values, recentering attention from the head to the eye, demanding eyes to look at bodies, and as such, gave a radical space for (mostly) male bodies to perform difference. Subsequent generations of art-school trained popular musicians have employed costuming, make-up and extreme theatrical presentation to continue to challenge and critique dominant rock ideologies. The political power of this gesture is undercut by suggesting art school trained musicians are merely “clothes wearing men.”
The word dilettante appeared in the 18th century, meaning “a lover of fine arts” who “cultivates the fine arts for the love of them rather than professionally.” By 1885 the respect for the amateur artist has diminished and the word dilettante change. It was mostly modified by the word “mere” and a “dilettante” became “one who interests himself in an art or science merely as a pastime and without serious aim or study.” The dilettante is one who is interested, but not-formally trained, or skilled. The dilettante is an amateur. Art-school trained musicians are artists who become musical dilettantes. Essentially, this can be seen as a post-college career change.
Art-school trained popular musicians are often not very good at their instruments. Eno was notorious for never learning to read music and Fischerspooner, at least initially made music only with basic tracking software and public domain samples. The “broken pencil” argument – that tools should be approached with curiosity and not a “virtuosic tradition of mastery” is one emic, art-school answer for why art-school trained popular music often has an amateur approach. A second, and more radical reading asks for a shift of subjectivity occurring in the perceptual apparatus.
Art school training encourages students to believe that being a popular musician can be art. Every single artist/musician I spoke with for my thesis believed that their popular music project was a form of art, and every art educator I spoke with said they would encourage their students into a popular music if they believed it was the best way to realize the student’s artistic vision. In this way, the question of whether art-school trained popular musicians have made a career change is relative to your position in viewing their work. Popular music fans with little interest or knowledge about contemporary fine art can understand these musicians’ art school training as a matter of the biographical past. The music by art-school trained musicians is still music and can be enjoyed on the terms laid out by popular music reception. If, on the other hand, one approaches art-school trained musicians’ works with knowledge of contemporary art, it is possible to see their entire project in different way. It becomes art about popular music, art using popular music, art for a popular music audience. In this way, the radical rethinking of tools is to imagine the “band as art” where the artistic emphasis is less on performance of musical competency and more on creating a successful artistic expression. In the case of art-school trained popular musicians like Fischerspooner or Wynne Greenwood of Tracy + the Plastics, this display is often purposefully laced with amateur musical and performative gestures and, even more radically, performative failures. Making audiences uncomfortable about their musical amateurism and incompetence is the whole point of their musical art. They’ve thought and worked hard to be bad in just the right way.
Sampling is a much-lauded hallmark of the postmodern condition, but what of those who “sample” entire works, entire genres, entire careers of others? Negativland and John Oswald’s plunderphonics are largely exempt from the ambivalence we feel about wholesale identity theft. In popular music, Simon Reynolds called the trend “record collector rock” a genre where “a band’s total sonic identity is reducible to its members’ listening habits,” which is a problem he thinks, that “has infected music with some of the sickness of collector culture” He precedes this with the caveat that “the curator-turned-creator is not an especially new phenomenon. The Stones started out as obsessive collectors, and might never have gone beyond being reverent fan boys covering blues songs if Jagger and Richards’ manager hadn’t persuaded them to write their own tunes.” (299) Where is the space between curator-turned-creator and “record-collection rock performer?” To Reynolds these musicians, except art-school trained pop star Richards, are creating forgeries, but to postmodern artists like John Oswald or photographer Cindy Sherman, forgeries ask important questions about authorship. The same questions about authorship and forgery can be asked back to Reynolds of the Stones. What is the space between “their own tunes” and sampling, forgery and downright theft?
The Oxford English Dictionary defines a poseur as “one who practices an affected mental or social attitude; an affected person,” and traces the first reference to late 19th century writer B. Jerrold’s 1872 article that states, “As one cannot go to bed in the middle of the afternoon -- 11:30 p.m. --- it is necessary to go somewhere after the opera,’ is the declaration of a well-known poseur.” Two things are significant about this quotation. First, it is the notion that the poseur is one who pretends. The poseur goes to the opera for its social and entertainment aspects and not those of serious music lover; He’s looking for the next form of entertainment as soon as the first ends. He poses. Acts. The poseur is one whose performance is obviously insincere. Like an artist he is only interested in the artifice.
The second is the double voicing of the quotation. Jerrold is relating the speech of a poseur, and by the obvious absurdity of juxtaposition of the time “11:30 p.m.” with the term “middle of the afternoon,” Jerrold places a critique on this person through his ironic retelling of the situation. The double voicing creates a distance and disdain by the writer for the poseur – necessarily suggesting that to catch a poseur’s insincerity, the writer must be somehow sincere. A true opera lover. Frith and Horne noted in Art Into Pop, to which this paper is deeply indebted, that even within the era of punk, critics sought to disavow the punk movement as a disingenuous co-opting of street-level political action calling punks, "the same old petit-bourgeois art students, who a few months ago were David Bowie and Bryan Ferry look-a-likes – who've read a little art history and adopted Dadaist typography and bad manners." The writer, I assume, has always been a good little working class revolutionary who resents this fashionable insurgency. How can we have this revolution with all these pretty boys around?
Dandies, dilettantes, forgerers and poseurs: Art school students performing themselves badly, inauthentically, unoriginally, insincerely and shamelessly. Why aren’t they embarrassed to be so bad? Because they aren’t playing by the rules of virtuosity, authenticity, originality, and sincerity that were the standards for the old masters and, not coincidentally, heroic rock stars. They’re being pop. Which leads to the central argument of this paper: the work that art-school trained musicians make is art. It’s artifice, a fake, sincere in its in authenticity. Postwar art has been obsessed with artifice, persona, publicity, the pastiche, the spectacle, and the multiple and as such, popular music is an obvious medium.
It is the job of critics of this musical art to approach the work as both music and art, to consider process and approach and not just output: refuse the art context is to privilege musical “work itself” and deny the history of Postwar art, of contemporary popular music studies and, most crucially, the intentions of the creators themselves. If it walks like art and talks like art, why call it music? Because it sounds?
Art school is a noun, a place. It’s a biographical description. Art school is an education, a process, a heuristic model. It is ALSO often an adjective employed incorrectly to described misheard and unseen aspects of art-into-pop musicianship. Art school is fine for biography but a bad description, and if you don’t believe me, hear this bit of art-school trained pop music writing:
In their early art school days, a group of articulate art school kids used their art school can do-attitude and art school learning to put together an art school idealist band. They were art school punksters with their art school haircuts and art school outfits, using their art school ethic to perfect an art school aesthetic and an art school sound that was an equal mix of art school funk and art school weirdness. They had an award winning art-school-typish live show they played for an art school crowd full of art school kooks who had serious art school style. But by the time they got around to recording an album they had become an art school trainwreck whose art school revisionism sounded more like art school wannabes caught in an art school bluff. By the time their album was released only art school drop outs and art school fuckheads who didn’t even know about their art school genesis were fans.
I promise you that there is more to hear in art school than this, and more to see. Break the pencil and find new ways to use it, and if you want to describe what you see and hear by art-school trained popular musicians, take a bit of advice from one like MIA and “Get yourself an education.”
(In the presentation, these examples flashed at 30 second intervals on PowerPoint. All example citations available upon request and 90% came from daily newspapers searched through LexisNexus)
1) Process-based associations for the term “art school”
A. Work ethic: The Yeah Yeah Yeahs have emerged from the streets of deeply stylish and neurotic New York to capture the attention of the mainstream while maintaining an art school work ethic.
B. Group orientation: 'Collective action that benefits as many people as possible. It's like an art school ethic.'
C. DIY lifestyle and attitude: Immaculate Machine's esthetics are DIY -- there are songs about silk-screening in the basement and frustration with the pose of youthful ennui…. It’s the kind of smart, art-school, can-do attitude that comes from, well, art school.
D. Stress on conceptual over emotional: Maybe the warm reception for these songs will remind the band that it was built on Southern harmonies and not New York art-school projects…
E. Use of sample technique: With roots in art school, Chicks on Speed, who shed white jackets early on and sported their own white-paper garb, like remixes and reconfigurations. They favor cut-and-paste techniques, both musically and on the video scrim behind them. Their set started with chaos and dissonance, mutated into something resembling synth-pop, and then came back out the other side into the squall. Electronic glitches were part of the bombardment.
F. Live performance scrappiness: The Georges live shows involve props, lights and B-list dramatics that define art-school idealist.
G. Use of irony and/or deception in performance: Her delivery is straightforward, but doing that song at all qualifies as ironic. Is she spinning her retrospective forward even further with an earnest, if corny, sentiment? Or is she just giving us the old art-school bluff?
H. Revisionism thanks to the dominance of empathic Coldplay-esque rock and knowing Eighties art school revisionism.
2) Musical/Sonic associations for the term “art school”
A. Instrumentation: punk rock was being subverted by electronic-instrument-wielding art school students
B. Distinctive sound leading to marginality: The Decemberists' art school style will always mean its fans are more niche than mainstream.
C. Spin on genre and/or musical tradition: its breathy, messy and so much more convincing than those art school punksters the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
D. Spin on sound of other art-school trained musicians: he continues to make the indie kids dance, pilfering from Talking Heads' art-school funk ("Too Much Love")
E. As part of historical continuum of art-trained musicianship Had Franz Ferdinand come out in the mid-'80s when foppish bands with romantic art-school leanings had their own stations on the FM dial, their fight to be heard wouldn't be nearly as difficult.
F. Musical technique/ amateurism Suddenly they're playing shabby bass lines, the drum machine's booming from some corner of a crappy basement, and the whole shrill thing sounds as much like an art-school trainwreck as a sneaky reinvention
3) Persona and identity associations for the term “art school”
A. Unusual or Quirky: this sounds a little like German art school kooks Chicks On Speed
B. Articulate: was bitingly satirical, the thoughts and dreams of antsy but articulate art school kids.
C. Unruly class warrior: Strummer was the son of a British diplomat, but he identified with working-class youth. Sent away to boarding school, he detested "the thick, rich people's thick, rich kids." He was later thrown out of art school.
D. Poseurs: Coldplay is not merely a bunch of art school wannabes.
E. Pretentious, rising above the level of pop: Kapranos has no qualms about calling Franz Ferdinand a pop band, nor does he resist labeling it an art-school group. Six of one, half-dozen of the other. The Franzes have avoided the respective pitfalls of both categories - disposability and pretension - and haven't sanded down their quirks for mass consumption.
F. Brooding: Barzelay,…then moved to Brooklyn to attend art school in 1994, is naturally drawn to the dark aspects of life.
G. Gender bending: The idea, it seems, is to enhance in our minds those early art-school days, when Jim wore eyeliner and all their records sounded like they were designed for Belgian motorways.
H. Tastemakers/fashionistas: This I actually did see, being the sort of sad adolescent who was always more likely to be watching early evening local news programmes than hanging around hip clubs with the art-school crowd.
I. Art school audiences as snobs: I'd play this late for the art school fuckheads!
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