Music is a mystery for people who play it, write it, listen to it, and write about it. The only thing I can really do when I try to say something about music is assume.
Hmmm, might that fellows wig be on a bit too tight? In the studio, I used to joke, "once is a mistake, twice is a style." But... can he improvise? To me, there is something in the experience of both making, and listening to music that involves a quality that some might label spiritual. This state is something that transcends "wrong" notes. A monkey can play the black dots perfectly, and all too much it seems I hear those kind of performances. The other kind is god given, and god don't play no stinkin' wrong notes, no matter what the composer might think ("stinking copyist harumph") ;-)
Ah, but Kauder was a fantastic composer who wrote counterpoint like Bach--really (there is a recording that just came out of his first four string quartets on Centaur, but he has 300 or so other pieces that have never been professionally recorded). I imagine that Kauder could improvise four-part fugues, and I imagine that what came out of of his head on the spot was as beautiful and moving as what he put on paper.
I guess I find the word "lie" too harsh, as it has moral implications, in my book anyway. I have found that sometimes there is little connection between great music and great humans. Maybe it is just the recovery from my protestant-jewish background, I recoil from the judgmental, unless I am tempted to excercise my own (but I am not opinionated... no... I swear... :-)
I am active as a composer, a violist, a violinist, a recorder player, and as a teacher. I have been keeping this space in the blogosphere alive with assumptions about music (and assorted other things) since 2005.
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Hmmm, might that fellows wig be on a bit too tight? In the studio, I used to joke, "once is a mistake, twice is a style." But... can he improvise? To me, there is something in the experience of both making, and listening to music that involves a quality that some might label spiritual. This state is something that transcends "wrong" notes. A monkey can play the black dots perfectly, and all too much it seems I hear those kind of performances. The other kind is god given, and god don't play no stinkin' wrong notes, no matter what the composer might think ("stinking copyist harumph") ;-)
Ah, but Kauder was a fantastic composer who wrote counterpoint like Bach--really (there is a recording that just came out of his first four string quartets on Centaur, but he has 300 or so other pieces that have never been professionally recorded). I imagine that Kauder could improvise four-part fugues, and I imagine that what came out of of his head on the spot was as beautiful and moving as what he put on paper.
I guess I find the word "lie" too harsh, as it has moral implications, in my book anyway. I have found that sometimes there is little connection between great music and great humans. Maybe it is just the recovery from my protestant-jewish background, I recoil from the judgmental, unless I am tempted to excercise my own (but I am not opinionated... no... I swear... :-)
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