Ros at the Opera

This is another gem I picked up at St. Vinny’s in Madi­son. The cover alone, with its stereo­typ­i­cal Wag­ner­ian Valkyrie with an old-style conga, was worth the pur­chase. But the record turns out to be pretty good (read: delight­fully cheesy), too. Edmundo Ros ( who I hadn’t heard of before pick­ing up this record) was born in Trinidad to Venezue­lan and Scot­tish par­ents, and has spent the bulk of his career in Britain. From 1940 to the mid 90s, he led a vari­ety of Latin jazz bands based in Lon­don, toured the world, and recorded exten­sively. He retired to Spain in 1994, was appointed to the Order of the British Empire in 2000, and just turned 100 a cou­ple of weeks ago.

Hav­ing not heard any of his other albums, I’m not sure whether this level of cheese is rep­re­sen­ta­tive of or anom­alous within his out­put. In any case, it’s pretty fun. Ros and his Orches­tra tackle Car­men, Rigo­letto, La Travi­ata, The Bar­ber of Seville, The Mar­riage of Figaro, and even Lohen­grin, among oth­ers. My favorite cut is their treat­ment of the “Toreador’s Song” from Car­men:

Lis­ten to Edmundo Ros and His Orches­tra — The Toreador’s Song:

Listen to The Toreador's Song

The Burbank Philharmonic

I hap­pened upon this record at a thrift shop in Madi­son. It was in the Easy Lis­ten­ing (slash things-that-defy-categorization) bin. The photo of Civil War brass play­ers on the front caught my eye. Then, I noticed the track list: “Hey Jude,” “Spin­ning Wheel,” “Light My Fire,” “Michelle,” “You’ve Lost that Lovin’ Feel­ing,” etc. Those tunes in com­bi­na­tion with the photo and the name of the group con­vinced me to add the record to my stack. I don’t think I really looked at the back of the album until I got home. The back has a pic­ture of some Union offi­cers, and a cou­ple of para­graphs of com­plete B.S. that doesn’t give much of any real infor­ma­tion about the disc’s con­tents or the musi­cians who appear on it.

The one bit of real infor­ma­tion — which would itself have been enough for me to buy the disc — is that one mem­ber of the group plays a con­tra­bass sax­o­phone. This beast of the sax fam­ily (pho­tos here, here, and here) is pitched in E-flat, one octave below the bari­tone sax­o­phone (and two octaves below the famil­iar alto). Here, the con­tra is part of an mix of instru­ments — trum­pet, clar­inet, banjo, trom­bone, string bass, Ham­mond organ, accor­dion, and drums that cre­ate sort of a psuedo-neo-Dixieland band. The whole record is quite strange, but most of it falls squarely into the good/funny-weird cat­e­gory. Here’s my favorite track from the disc, one that promi­nently fea­tures the mas­sive con­tra­bass sax:

Lis­ten to The Bur­bank Phil­har­monic — These Boots Were Made for Walking:

Listen to These Boots Were Made for Walking

Bassoonian Rhapsody

This past week­end was the annual Dou­ble Reed Day at UW-Madison. DRD involves two con­certs, mas­ter­classes, and a huge dou­ble reed ensem­ble. Our guests this year were Nancy Ambrose King (pro­fes­sor of oboe at the Uni­ver­sity of Michi­gan) and Alain de Gour­don (the head of Lorée). As usual, the whole event was a lot of fun.

We grad bas­soon­ists were asked to assem­ble a quar­tet to play on the evening con­cert. As it turned out, only 3 of us (out of 5) were going to be around the week before DRD, so we asked our prof., Marc Val­lon, to join us. For the occa­sion, Brian and I spent a few after­noons cre­at­ing a bas­soon quar­tet arrange­ment of Queen’s “Bohemian Rhap­sody.” Our per­for­mance was very well received, and a num­ber of audi­ence mem­bers approached us later to say, “that should be on YouTube!” We liked that idea, and so here it is:

Saturday Night Fiedler

For my first odd LP post, I’m actu­ally going with the first weird record I bought:

I picked up Sat­ur­day Night Fiedler about three years ago in the small clas­si­cal sec­tion at The Great Escape in Nashville. It was still sealed, so I didn’t lis­ten to it there. But, how could I pass up an album with Arthur Fiedler, long-time con­duc­tor of the Boston Pops, awk­wardly posed in a white leisure suit on the cover? I kept the record sealed for awhile (partly because I didn’t yet really have a stereo), and finally cut the plas­tic for one of the Audio Odd­i­ties par­ties that the staff of Mills Music Library hold from time to time.

Side 1 (each side con­sists of a sin­gle long track) is a med­ley of tunes from the movie Sat­ur­day Night Fever: “Stayin’ Alive,” “Night Fever,” “Man­hat­tan Sky­line,” “Night on Disco Moun­tain,” and “Disco Inferno” (for some rea­son, they don’t include “A Fifth of Beethoven”). On Side 2 is an eleven-an-a-half minute piece called “Bacha­ma­nia,” which is a disco treat­ment of well-known themes by J.S. Bach, includ­ing both his “Toc­cata and Fugue in D minor” and “Air on a G String.”

The play­ing on both sides of the disc is lack­lus­ter, and in places painfully out of tune. It’s pretty appar­ent that the orches­tra just wanted to get through the record­ing ses­sion, and get on to more ‘seri­ous’ music. Who can blame them? I feel par­tic­u­larly bad for the poor per­cus­sion­ist (who­ever s/he was) who had to crank out a disco beat for nine­teen min­utes on one side and almost twelve on the other. Plus, accord­ing to Harry Ellis Dickson’s Arthur Fiedler and the Boston Pops: An Irrev­er­ent Mem­oir, Fiedler was too ill to con­duct at the record­ing ses­sions for this album. It was Dick­son him­self who wielded the baton.

I plan to usu­ally post a sin­gle track from each weird record. But, since the tracks on this one are so long, I’ve just put up the first 6 min­utes or so of the Sat­ur­day Night Fever medley.

Lis­ten to Sat­ur­day Night Fiedler:

Listen to Saturday Night Fiedler

And for some­thing to look at while you lis­ten, here’s the Fiedler Trip­tych from the back cover:

Flute and Harpsichord Sonatas?

A cou­ple of weeks ago, I picked up this album. Can you spot what’s wrong with the cover?

Bonus points if you can find the sec­ond thing wrong with the pic­ture. West­min­ster Gold strikes again…

Capturing Sound

Capturing Sound Cap­tur­ing Sound How Tech­nol­ogy Has Changed Music (Roth Fam­ily Foun­da­tion Music in Amer­ica Book)Mark Katz
Uni­ver­sity of Cal­i­for­nia Press 2004
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The many var­ied forms of sound record­ing and play­back tech­nolo­gies, begin­ning with Edison’s inven­tion of the phono­graph in the 1870s, have undoubt­edly changed the ways in which we lis­ten to and dis­sem­i­nate music. Mark Katz argues that beyond this, record­ing has in many ways altered music itself: it has changed per­form­ers’ approach to play­ing music, com­posers’ approach to writ­ing music, and has has even spawned com­pletely new musi­cal gen­res. In Cap­tur­ing Sound, Katz pro­vides a num­ber of case stud­ies, each explor­ing one of these “phono­graph effecs,” as he calls them. His dis­cus­sions encom­pass a vari­ety of musics, rang­ing from clas­si­cal and jazz to hip-hop and techno.

Katz begins by out­lin­ing what he sees as the seven most impor­tant char­ac­ter­is­tics of sound record­ing tech­nol­ogy (e.g. tan­gi­bil­ity, repeata­bil­ity, and manip­u­la­bil­ity). It is these traits, singly and in com­bi­na­tion, that give rise to the var­i­ous phono­graph effects Katz addresses in the remain­der of the book. He then pro­ceeds to give a short his­tory of not of early record­ing tech­nol­ogy, but of the var­i­ous ways in which early record­ing and (espe­cially) play­back equip­ment found its way into Amer­i­can culture.

The first real phono­graph effect Katz tack­les is the dis­sem­i­na­tion and rapidly grow­ing pop­u­lar­ity of jazz in the 1910s and 1920s. Jazz was really the first genre to ben­e­fit dur­ing its for­ma­tive years from the porta­bil­ity and repeata­bil­ity of sound record­ings. Katz pro­vides a pretty good sum­mary of this phe­nom­e­non, but I’m not sure he really adds any­thing to what pre­vi­ous writ­ers have done. With his next topic, though, Katz enters what seems to be new ground.

Vio­lin­ists, on the whole, increased their use of vibrato around the begin­ning of the twen­ti­eth cen­tury. This fact seems to be widely rec­og­nized, but lit­tle time has been devoted to deter­min­ing the impe­tus for the change. Katz, as you might guess, makes a case for record­ing tech­nol­ogy being respon­si­ble: vio­lin­ists dis­cov­ered that using more vibrato could com­pen­sate for some of the lim­i­ta­tions of early acoustic record­ings. The record­ings they pro­duced were then emu­lated by aspir­ing play­ers, lead­ing to a styl­is­tic shift. This seems a good place to men­tion the CD that accom­pa­nies the book. It con­tains thir­teen musi­cal exam­ples, of which five serve to illus­trate the change in vibrato aes­thetic. It’s quite help­ful to have these; prose descrip­tions of sound are often insufficient.

Katz next dis­cusses the rel­a­tively short-lived idea of Gram­mophon­musik — music in which the phono­graph was used as a tool for com­po­si­tion. This might be done by alter­ing exist­ing record­ings, or by actu­ally attempt­ing to engrave sound forms by hand onto a blank phono­graph disc. The genre was mostly spec­u­la­tive, but a few exam­ples cre­ated by Paul Hin­demith survive.

The remain­ing chap­ters of Cap­tur­ing Sound deal with pop­u­lar music, and mainly with elec­tronic and/or dig­i­tal sound tech­nolo­gies. Katz gives a short his­tory of DJing and turntab­lism, and then out­lines his own field­work in the study of DJ bat­tles or com­pe­ti­tions. He devotes a chap­ter to the “art and pol­i­tics” of sam­pling, look­ing at exam­ples drawn from hip-hop, pop, rock, techno, and art music. Katz’s last chap­ter explores how MP3s (and other dig­i­tal audio files) and peer-to-peer file-sharing net­works are chang­ing the expe­ri­ences of lis­ten­ing to, dis­cov­er­ing, and con­sum­ing music. While these var­i­ous sub­jects have been treated else­where, they have gen­er­ally not been done so with a schol­arly approach.

Over­all, I enjoyed Cap­tur­ing Sound. Katz’s top­ics are inter­est­ing, and his writ­ing style is clear and engag­ing. I found the book as a whole to be a lit­tle uneven, though. Some chap­ters (like those about vio­lin vibrato and DJ bat­tles) involve a great deal of Katz’s own orig­i­nal research, while oth­ers (such as those about Gram­mophon­musik and the rise of jazz) do not. Katz acknowl­edges that his var­i­ous top­ics are “con­nected per­haps by noth­ing save record­ing.” Thus it is per­haps bet­ter to approach Cap­tur­ing Sound as a col­lec­tion of essays rather than as a cohe­sive book. I hope, as does Katz, that his writ­ing will inspire oth­ers to pro­duce work in a sim­i­lar vein — I imag­ine there’s a lot more to be said about technology’s influ­ence on music.

This Is Your Brain on Music

This Is Your Brain on Music This Is Your Brain on Music The Sci­ence of a Human Obses­sionDaniel J. Lev­itin
Plume 2007
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In this book, neu­ro­sci­en­tist Daniel Lev­itin elu­ci­dates the var­i­ous neu­ro­bi­o­log­i­cal processes involved in lis­ten­ing to music. He details the ways in which the human brain accom­plishes tasks, such as meter extrac­tion, that seem straight­for­ward (espe­cially to trained musi­cians) but in actu­al­ity demand very sophis­ti­cated neural pro­cess­ing. He also demon­strates how adept our brains are, even those of peo­ple with no musi­cal train­ing, at doing things like mem­o­riz­ing pitches and tem­pos, iden­ti­fy­ing wrong notes, and hear­ing and pre­dict­ing musi­cal forms.

Although some of this is cer­tainly a prod­uct of the struc­ture and func­tion of the brain, Lev­itin also attrib­utes much of it to expe­ri­ence. He makes a con­vinc­ing argu­ment that because of the ubiq­uity of music, most peo­ple qual­ify as expert lis­ten­ers, whether or not they can dis­cuss music in a tech­ni­cal man­ner. Lev­itin spends much of his time on these processes of lis­ten­ing, but he also addresses the ways the brain is involved in the per­for­mance of music, neu­ro­bi­o­log­i­cal foun­da­tions of musi­cal taste, and var­i­ous ideas about how and why humans evolved to be innately musical.

Lev­itin is now a sci­en­tist at McGill Uni­ver­sity, but he began his career as a rock musi­cian and record pro­ducer. Per­haps because of this breadth of expe­ri­ence, he does a pretty good job of writ­ing for a wide audi­ence — he dis­cusses many com­plex con­cepts, but always explains them in rel­a­tively sim­ple terms. This isn’t to say his writ­ing is sim­plis­tic; I found the chap­ter on musi­cal fun­da­men­tals fairly inter­est­ing, even though it’s stuff in which I am well versed.

Through­out the book, Lev­itin pro­vides a good bal­ance between sci­en­tific stud­ies and anec­do­tal evi­dence, while also includ­ing a good bit of his­tor­i­cal and sci­en­tific con­text. I’d rec­om­mend This Is Your Brain on Music to musi­cians and music lovers alike. It pro­vides a fas­ci­nat­ing look at what’s going on inside our heads when we play or lis­ten to music.

Chicago Weekend, Part 2

Start with Part 1, if you haven’t seen it already.

Chris and Veronica

Chris and Veronica

Fri­day evening was Veronica’s per­for­mance at the gui­tar fes­ti­val. She and Chris, the gui­tarist from UW, played first on the festival’s open­ing con­cert. I glanced through the pro­gram book­let, and I’m pretty sure that Veron­ica was the only non-guitarist per­form­ing all week­end. The two of them did an excel­lent job — they played two move­ments of Mauro Giu­liani’s Grand Duo Con­cer­tant. I’m look­ing for­ward to hear­ing the whole piece on Chris’s recital in a cou­ple of weeks.

Sue the T-Rex

Sue the T-Rex

On Sat­ur­day, we got up rel­a­tively early and checked out of the hotel. We were able to leave our bags there while we headed off to the Field Museum. Our main objec­tive at the Field was to see their tem­po­rary Real Pirates exhibit. We arrived fairly early, so we were able to breeze right in to both the museum and the pirate exhibit. The exhibit fol­lows the his­tory of the Why­dah, a slave ship turned pirate ship. So, it starts out detail­ing the ship’s par­tic­i­pa­tion in the Atlantic slave trade of the early 18th cen­tury, then picks up with the story of Sam Bel­lamy, the pirate cap­tain who cap­tured her in the Caribbean. The exhibit does a good job of explain­ing the var­i­ous sorts of lives at sea — those of a slave, a pirate, and a sailor in the King’s navy. The exhibit is pep­pered with arti­facts from the Why­dah — can­non, pis­tols, pieces of eight, etc. The ship sank off Cape Cod in a storm in 1717 and was found by a team led by Barry Clif­ford in 1984. Part­way through the exhibit, I was a lit­tle dis­ap­pointed at the arti­fact to dio­rama ratio, but a whole sec­tion about the recov­ery of the ship and con­ser­va­tion of its arti­facts set that straight.

We vis­ited the Field a cou­ple of years ago, so many of the exhibits were fresh in our minds. We did go through the dinosaur hall again, though (I’ve always been a dinophile). We also spent some time in a cou­ple of small tem­po­rary exhibits, one fea­tur­ing ancient jew­elry from around the Mid­dle East, and another of pho­tographs of the mas­sive Hindu Kumbha Mela pil­grim­age. Sadly, we didn’t have the time or energy to see the other big tem­po­rary exhibit, The Aztec World.

A Colorful Wall Across the Street From Our Hotel

A Col­or­ful Wall Across the Street From Our Hotel

We made some great food choices through­out our visit, thanks in no small part to the Yelp.com iPhone appli­ca­tion. Yelp lets you search for busi­nesses near your cur­rent loca­tion and pro­vides user-supplied rat­ings and reviews for them. Aside from the deep-dish pizza we had the first night, we had a deli­cious break­fast at the Bongo Room, great very fresh sushi at Oysy, and delec­table Cuban sand­wiches at Cafecito. We even found an impres­sively stocked inde­pen­dent liquor store where we were able to buy a bot­tle of Goats Do Roam red and a bar of Ghi­rardelli dark choco­late, thus bypass­ing the allure of our hotel room mini-bar.

The only snag in our trip came at the end. When we attempted to pur­chase our return trip Metra tick­ets at Union Sta­tion, the agent informed us that on the week­end, trains don’t go as far as the sta­tion where we’d parked the car. Whoops. We got on the train any­way, fig­ur­ing we’d find a cab to take us the rest of the way. But, we remem­bered that our friends Les­ley (of Le Tri­an­gle d’Or) and Keith were in Elgin that week­end vis­it­ing Keith’s fam­ily. They agreed to pick us up and ferry us to the other sta­tion. Even bet­ter than that, they invited us to stay for a deli­cious din­ner with Keith’s par­ents and sis­ter. So, what appeared to be a snag turned out to be serendipitous!

As usual, click any of the pho­tos above to see the whole gallery.

Chicago Weekend, Part 1

Museum of Science and Industry

Museum of Sci­ence and Industry

Last week was our much-needed spring break. Veron­ica was slated to play at the Mid-America Gui­tar Ensem­ble Fes­ti­val (at Roo­sevelt Uni­ver­sity) with a gui­tarist from UW, so we used that as an excuse to spend a few days in Chicago. We landed a great hotel deal via Hotwire.com and stayed at the Chicago Hilton, which over­looks Grant Park and is walk­ing dis­tance from the Art Insti­tute of Chicago‎, the Field Museum, the Shedd Aquar­ium, and lots of other cool stuff. The only down­side of our ritzy down­town digs was that park­ing was $43 bucks a night. So, we parked in Elgin (at a rate of $1.50/night) and took the Metra com­muter rail into town.

We rolled into town on Thurs­day after­noon, hoofed it from Union Sta­tion to our hotel, and set­tled in. For din­ner, we hit Lou Malnati’s — a local pizza chain. I have to say that I’ve never been a fan of Chicago-style deep-dish, but this place changed my mind. Our main event for the evening was going to a tap­ing of the NPR news quiz show “Wait Wait… Don’t Tell Me!” We lis­ten to the show reli­giously, and had been talk­ing for awhile about see­ing it live. We showed up about twenty min­utes before the doors opened, and it was already packed. Luck­ily we’d already bought tick­ets, so we just joined the throng wait­ing to enter the auditorium.

The show itself was a blast! The pan­elists (for this show: Tom Bodett, Kyrie O’Connor, and Paul Provenza), host Peter Sagal, and score­keeper Carl Kas­sel came onstage to a dark­ened room, flash­ing lights, and the Chicago Bulls’ entrance music. Carl even ran out, wav­ing his arms and high-fiving the panel. The show itself took some­where between an hour and a half and two hours to record. Quite a bit gets cut before the show airs, but it was all funny. Per­haps the fun­ni­est moment was some­thing not writ­ten for laughs at all. The bulk of the show’s mate­r­ial was about the cur­rent eco­nomic cri­sis, with lots of talk about fail­ing banks and shady deals made by said banks. At the end of one of the show’s seg­ments, Peter started doing his lit­tle spiel about the show’s spon­sors — one of which is LendingTree.com. When he got to the line “When banks com­pete, you win,” every­one erupted in laugh­ter. He had to re-do that bit twice to get a laugh-free version.

U-505

U-505

We spent most of Fri­day at the Museum of Sci­ence and Indus­try, which occu­pies one of the only remain­ing build­ings from the 1893 World’s Columbian Expo­si­tion. The museum has lots of cool stuff, and strikes a pretty good bal­ance between activ­i­ties and exhibits for kids and things for adults. I spent a lot of time mar­veling at how they got var­i­ous things into the build­ing: the entire Pio­neer Zephyr stream­lined train, a Boe­ing 727, and a Ger­man sub­ma­rine U-505. I espe­cially enjoyed the Trans­porta­tion Gallery, the U-505, and the exhibit of Ships Through the Ages. The museum was packed with school groups, so we didn’t get to see every­thing we would have liked to. But, that means we should have plenty of things to see the next time we visit.

A Goose in a Tree!

A Goose in a Tree!

After exit­ing the museum, we walked all the way around it to see the rest of the build­ing and to look at it across the rem­nants of the lagoon from the World’s Fair. The build­ing itself is quite cool, with lots of columns, stat­ues, pre-distressed friezes, and domes. See the gallery for more exte­rior shots and close-ups of some of the archi­tec­tural detail. As I was tak­ing pic­tures across the lagoon, Veron­ica pointed up at a tree — there was a large goose sit­ting in it! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a goose in a tree before, and one of its com­pan­ions walk­ing around on the ground seemed con­fused by it as well.

I’ll con­tinue the story soon. Mean­while, click any of the pho­tos above to view the rest of the pho­tos from our weekend.

Front Page News

The UW Lit­tle Big Band had our first con­cert of the semes­ter last night. Appar­ently there was a pho­tog­ra­pher there from The Daily Car­di­nal (one of our two stu­dent papers), because we made the front page today:

The photo was even taken dur­ing one of my solos! There wasn’t a story attached, and the pic doesn’t seem to be online any­where. But, The Car­di­nal pub­lishes a PDF ver­sion of their paper. I grabbed today’s copy (since there doesn’t seem to be an archive) — you can find it here.

Double Reed Day

Giant Dou­ble Reed Ensem­ble, Viewed From the Con­tra­bas­soon Chair

This past Sat­ur­day was UW-Madison’s annual Dou­ble Reed Day. We had two guest artists: Carol Cope Lowe (bas­soon) and Anna Hen­drick­son (oboe), who in addi­tion to cur­rently teach­ing at SUNY-Potsdam are both UW-Madison alum­nae. Most mem­bers of the UW dou­ble reed stu­dios were there, and we had another 25 or so mid­dle school, high, school, and com­mu­nity play­ers as well. I arrived a lit­tle early so I could play some of the bas­soons and bocals that Mid­west Musi­cal Imports had sent along. One instru­ment they sent was the twin of my Püch­ner 5000C. I was happy to find that it was both my favorite instru­ment out of the bunch, and roughly equiv­a­lent to my own. Also, its price tag was sub­stan­tially higher than what I paid two years ago — woohoo!

The day offi­cially started with a con­cert — all we UW stu­dents played an ensem­ble piece, then each pro­fes­sor (the two vis­i­tors, plus our own Marc Val­lon and Marc Fink) per­formed a solo work. Fol­low­ing the con­cert, we split off into oboe and bas­soon mas­ter­classes. We all came back together for a big dou­ble reed ensem­ble (pic­tured above) to play Marc Vallon’s arrange­ments of “The Wash­ing­ton Post,” Hun­gar­ian Dance No. 5, and “Sabre Dance,” as well as the first move­ment of Handel’s Music for the Royal Fire­works.

Satchmo Blows Up the World

Satchmo Blows Up the World Satchmo Blows Up the World Jazz Ambas­sadors Play the Cold WarPenny M. Von Eschen
Har­vard Uni­ver­sity Press 2004
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In this book, Penny Von Eschen chron­i­cles the U.S. State Department’s spon­sor­ship of jazz musi­cians as cul­tural emis­saries between 1956 and 1978. These pro­grams were ini­ti­ated by Pres­i­dent Eisen­hower as a follow-up to a four-year government-sponsored tour of Porgy and Bess that had met with great suc­cess in Europe, South Amer­ica, and the Mid­dle East. The selec­tion of Gershwin’s opera for offi­cial cul­tural export was no acci­dent — the focus on African-American char­ac­ters and per­form­ers was cal­cu­lated to com­bat Soviet cri­tiques of Amer­i­can racial pol­icy. The same impe­tus lay behind the idea to send jazz musi­cians — espe­cially racially inte­grated groups — abroad.

In addi­tion to Porgy and Bess, Louis Armstrong’s 1955 com­mer­cial tour of Europe attracted the Eisen­hower administration’s inter­est. Armstrong’s recep­tion in Switzer­land led a New York Times cor­re­spon­dent to dub him America’s “most effec­tive ambas­sador,” and ask why the U.S. gov­ern­ment wasn’t export­ing jazz along with its other demo­c­ra­tic pro­pa­ganda. Later that year, Arm­strong became the first jazz musi­cian approved for a State Department-sponsored tour. He refused, how­ever, to rep­re­sent an admin­is­tra­tion that at the time did not sup­port desegregation.

Dizzy Gille­spie led a 22-piece band on the first State Department-sponsored jazz tour in 1956. The group — assem­bled for the tour and much larger than would have been finan­cially sol­vent in the U.S. at the time — per­formed in the Mid­dle East, Pak­istan, and Brazil. From the begin­ning, there were clashes between the desires of the gov­ern­ment and those of the musi­cians. Gille­spie resisted attempts to con­trol his por­trayal of the United States, espe­cially in regard to its racial poli­cies; the band was racially inte­grated, but he refused to pro­mote the idea that this was an accu­rate rep­re­sen­ta­tion of the coun­try. The com­po­si­tion of the band was, in fact, hid­den as much as pos­si­ble from Amer­i­can con­ser­v­a­tives — fur­ther evi­dence that the gov­ern­ment wished to por­tray race rela­tions as bet­ter than they actu­ally were. The musi­cians were also dis­mayed by the makeup of their audi­ences. Rather than play­ing for the gen­eral pop­u­lace, as they’d thought, they often played for only the elite mem­bers of soci­ety. Thus, the musi­cians used every oppor­tu­nity to stage infor­mal jam ses­sions with local musi­cians, play­ing for local audiences.

These ide­o­log­i­cal con­flicts per­vaded the State Depart­ment tours. The issues of race and rep­re­sen­ta­tion became more and more crit­i­cal as the Civil Rights Move­ment expanded in the 1960s, and with the rise of the Black Power Move­ment. Most black musi­cians on the tours rec­og­nized that they were being used to project an ide­al­is­tic view of Amer­i­can, and fol­lowed Gillespie’s lead in advanc­ing their own racial agen­das. Sim­i­larly most musi­cians, regard­less of racial back­ground, took it upon them­selves to make con­nec­tions with local musi­cians and jazz fans wher­ever they played. Much to the cha­grin of their U.S. gov­ern­ment han­dlers, late-night jam ses­sions often led to missed offi­cial func­tions the fol­low­ing day.

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Ye Olde iPode

My trusty iPod turned six this week — not very old for most things, but pos­i­tively ancient in the world of per­sonal elec­tron­ics in gen­eral and mp3 play­ers in par­tic­u­lar. I haven’t actu­ally owned the thing for quite that long — I received it as a birth­day gift from my par­ents in April 2003. But, Chipmunk’s Mac Ser­ial Decoder tells me that my ‘Pod was the 1425th man­u­fac­tured dur­ing the sec­ond week of Decem­ber, 2002.

When I got it, my iPod was tiny com­pared to other dig­i­tal music play­ers on the mar­ket, espe­cially con­sid­er­ing its (then) gar­gan­tuan 20GB hard drive. Now of course, it’s twice as thick as the newest hard-drive-based iPods, and has one-fifth the stor­age space. Mine also doesn’t have the dock con­nec­tor, instead hav­ing a full-size FireWire port on top. It did come with a respectable num­ber of acces­sories, though. New iPods come in a box with head­phones, a charg­ing cable, and a lit­tle plas­tic dock insert. Mine, on the other hand, came with head­phones, a wired remote con­trol, a FireWire cable, a mini FireWire adapter, an AC adapter, a case with a belt clip, and a cloth car­ry­ing pouch.

Despite its age, it’s still work­ing like a champ. I had to replace the bat­tery a few years ago, which I think cost me all of five dol­lars. Between when I got my iPod and when I bought the replace­ment though, bat­tery tech­nol­ogy had advanced so much that even now my charges last longer than when the device was brand new. And other than that one fairly sim­ple repair, I’ve never had a prob­lem with it. I’ve been lust­ing after new mod­els for quite awhile, espe­cially the new Touch (and the iPhone), but it’s kind of hard to jus­tify buy­ing a new one when my old one is still per­fectly fine. On the other hand, more peo­ple are start­ing to laugh or ask “what’s that” when they see my iPod, so maybe an upgrade will be in order some­time in the near future.

No, we’ll call you…

I now present a com­pan­ion piece to the fab­u­lous record­ing of Wolf­gang Amadeus Mozart’s Bas­soon Con­certo in B-flat Major, K. 191 that I posted here a cou­ple of years ago. This, rather than pre­sent­ing a dar­ing per­for­mance, give s a behind-the-scenes look at the clas­si­cal world: it presents a dar­ing audi­tion. This con­tra­bas­soon­ist has some very… shall we say ‘inter­est­ing’ inter­pre­ta­tions of the var­i­ous orches­tral excerpts he has been asked to prepare.

Enjoy: Con­tra­bas­soon Audi­tion (wma)

Bassoon Hero III

When I was think­ing about mak­ing recital posters for my mul­ti­ple recitals last year, I thought a few times about try­ing to cre­ate a bas­soon ver­sion of Activision’s Gui­tar Hero (a guilty plea­sure I engage in from time to time). I got as far as down­load­ing a hi-res ver­sion of the game’s logo and a bunch of screen shots, but I never got around to doing any­thing with them, and I sort of for­got about the idea.

Then tonight, I hap­pened across this:

Some­one (I don’t know who) has had the same idea, and done a very good job real­iz­ing it. The artist neatly side­stepped one pho­to­shop­ping issue that kept me from work­ing on the idea: by plac­ing music stands in front of the play­ers, s/he elim­i­nated the need to erase the bod­ies of the gui­tars, which are much wider than a bas­soon. The necks of the gui­tars don’t pose the same prob­lem, as the bas­soons’ bells eas­ily cover them. The image is very well done all around; I espe­cially like the Wii-style bas­soon controller.

[via Dead Robot]

An E-volution of Experience

Through the magic of Face­book, I recently became aware of an upcom­ing con­cert at my alma mater, Ari­zona State. The event, which fea­tures a num­ber of stu­dent ensem­bles, will offer alter­na­tives to the stan­dard sit-in-your-seat-and-quietly-watch-the-stage concert-going expe­ri­ence. While lis­ten­ing to the ASU Sym­phonic Band, a struc­tured impro­vi­sa­tion group, and an array of cham­ber ensem­bles, audi­ence mem­bers will have their choice of activ­i­ties. From the event page on the ASU School of Music website:

Inter­ac­tive options include: blog­ging with musi­cians in real time, get­ting a play-by-play of the event from a knowl­edge­able musi­cian just as in sport­ing events, immers­ing your­self in music-related con­ver­sa­tion with other audi­ence mem­bers, or you can sim­ply sit back and enjoy the music in a tra­di­tional con­cert envi­ron­ment. Please remem­ber to bring your lap­top or smart phone with you, should you plan to par­tic­i­pate in the blog­ging activities.

The idea is a very inter­est­ing one — try­ing to attract new audi­ence mem­bers by alter­ing the whole dynamic of the event. I assume that the var­i­ous groups of peo­ple will be located in dif­fer­ent parts of the hall. While Gam­mage Audi­to­rium is quite large, I won­der if the play-by-play or the con­ver­sa­tion cor­ner will bother the peo­ple who opt for a tra­di­tional con­cert expe­ri­ence. I also won­der how many peo­ple will actu­ally live-blog the con­cert. That sort of thing seems to be most pop­u­lar for polit­i­cal con­ven­tions and Apple events.

I hope the event is a suc­cess though, and I applaud the effort to shake things up a bit. Gary Hill, the Direc­tor of Bands, is very forward-looking as a con­duc­tor and music direc­tor. Although I only played under him for a cou­ple of years, I got the chance to play a plethora of cool new music — much of which was out­side the tra­di­tional con­cep­tion of what ‘band music’ is or should be.

I won­der if I’ll be able to find a live blog of the event, since I can’t attend myself…

Bassoon Tattoo

Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.

I don’t even know how to respond to this.

[via Wired]

How Equal Temperament Ruined Harmony

How Equal Temperament Ruined Harmony (and Why You Should Care) How Equal Tem­pera­ment Ruined Har­mony (and Why You Should Care) Ross W. Duf­fin
W. W. Nor­ton 2006
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In his pre­lude, Duf­fin men­tions a recent book about the his­tory of equal tem­pera­ment. The book to which he refers is Stu­art Isacoff’s Tem­pera­ment (reviewed here), although Duf­fin only iden­ti­fies it in his end­notes. He takes issue with Isacoff’s treat­ment of the sub­ject, say­ing that Isacoff “con­cluded that Rameau dis­cov­ered equal tem­pera­ment (ET) in 1737, and basi­cally we all lived hap­pily ever after.” Duf­fin sees this as more or less the party line amongst present-day musi­cians; he relates an anec­dote about the con­duc­tor Christoph von Dohnányi as an exam­ple of this.

As one might guess from the book’s title, Duf­fin does not agree with the view of equal tem­pera­ment as the be-all and end-all, the Holy Grail of tun­ing sys­tems. He crit­i­cizes authors like Isacoff and Mur­ray Bar­bour (whose 1951 book Tun­ing and Tem­pera­ment is the stan­dard schol­arly study of the issue) for approach­ing the his­tory of tun­ing with an extreme bias towards equal tem­pera­ment. Duf­fin asks how Bar­bour, who admit­ted that he had never heard any­thing other than equal tem­pera­ment, could pos­si­bly dis­miss all other tun­ing sys­tems as infe­rior and unusable.

Thus, Duf­fin sets out to write a bal­anced his­tory of tun­ing sys­tems, one that does not take the supremacy of equal tem­pera­ment as a given. In doing this, he goes beyond the stan­dard his­tor­i­cal writ­ings. He exam­ines instru­men­tal meth­ods, the writ­ings of lesser-known musi­cians, and even musi­cal pas­sages (such as in the cello part of Haydn’s String Quar­tet op. 77, no. 2, where the com­poser spec­i­fies at one point that an E-flat and an adja­cent D-sharp should be played as the same note, indi­cat­ing that he prob­a­bly didn’t expect this else­where). Duf­fin also delves into more recent his­tory, exam­in­ing the prac­tices of nineteenth-century piano tuners and ana­lyz­ing early sound record­ings made by promi­nent artists such as vio­lin­ist Joseph Joachim.

Duf­fin brings all these dis­parate sources together to argue not only that the cur­rent pre­dom­i­nance of equal tem­pera­ment devel­oped later and more spo­rad­i­cally than is gen­er­ally accepted, but also that prior to about 1917, so-called “equal” tem­pera­ments were often not so equal at all.

Duf­fin writes con­vinc­ingly on his topic, and does so with pas­sion and a sharp wit. His intended audi­ence is more schol­arly — or at least more musi­cally trained — than that of Stu­art Isacoff, but his prose is still delight­fully read­able. There are quite a few side­bars through­out the books, mostly devoted to short biogra­phies of per­sons men­tioned in the text. It’s nice not to have to refer to Grove or Baker’s to get some back­ground infor­ma­tion on some of the more obscure per­son­ages, but these side­bars often inter­rupt the text in awk­ward places. There are also a hand­ful of car­toons scat­tered through the text. These sort of set the tone of the book, but even the best are only smirk– or groan-worthy. I’d rec­om­mend that any­one with more than a pass­ing inter­est in the sub­ject of tem­pera­ment read both Isacoff’s and Duffin’s books in order to get two very dif­fer­ent per­spec­tives on the matter.

Folklife, Part 2

I had very lit­tle to do on Memo­r­ial Day, the last day of the fes­ti­val, other than repair some easels and dis­trib­ute a cou­ple of spon­sor ban­ners to stages for spe­cific shows. So, I was able to spend most of my time walk­ing around, tak­ing pic­tures, and lis­ten­ing to music. There’s always at least one Taiko group at Folk­life, and the high-energy shows are always fun to watch. The group I saw this year was Inochi Taiko, which per­formed early Mon­day after­noon. Other high­lights of the day included a pro­fes­sional jump-rope troupe (I had no idea such things existed), a per­for­mance by my friend Jerin, and per­haps the last thing I expected to see/hear at the fes­ti­val: a sing-along per­for­mance of Mozart’s Requiem Mass.

Punk Fid­dler

Mon­day evening, it was time to start break­ing down all of the fes­ti­val gear. I went around to the var­i­ous stages and areas, scram­bling to take down signs as soon as the pro­gram­ming in each place wrapped up. I worked until about mid­night, and man­aged to get most things pulled down that night. I was happy that this year — unlike every other year I’ve worked the fes­ti­val — none of my ban­ners were taken out by overly tall box trucks. After the pro­duc­tion crew and I had fin­ished for the night and locked up, we set out for some cel­e­bra­tory bev­er­ages. As soon as we turned around to start walk­ing, a Pepsi truck sped up the road in front of us and — BAM! — hit a ban­ner, rip­ping out two cor­ner grommets.

With the help of my able assis­tant Whit­ney, all the sig­nage was taken down, sorted, and put away by Wednes­day morn­ing. I then threw my efforts into help­ing pro­duc­tion fin­ish all of their stuff. I think we were done in record time, and quickly com­menced the annual unof­fi­cial pro­duc­tion wrap party/bar crawl. As always, the fes­ti­val was a lot of work, but also very fun. After doing the same job for five years, it’s fairly low stress for me now.

I’ve posted another dozen or so pho­tos from Mon­day — click any of the thumb­nails above to see them.

Folklife Number Six

I’m cur­rently in Seat­tle, work­ing at the North­west Folk­life Fes­ti­val for the sixth con­sec­u­tive year. (Posts from pre­vi­ous fes­ti­vals here, here, here, here, and here. I’m once again work­ing as the Sig­nage Coor­di­na­tor, over­see­ing all the signs and ban­ners for the 4-day fes­ti­val. Things have run rel­a­tively smoothly for me despite some unex­pected set­backs, like the removal dur­ing the past year of a num­ber of trees from which I usu­ally hang ban­ners. I’m worn out though; I’ve been get­ting to Seat­tle Cen­ter between 7 and 8 a.m. for the last week, and leav­ing between 6 and 11 p.m. Tomor­row, the last day of the fes­ti­val, I plan to go in a lit­tle bit later. It’ll be a late night though, as we start to tear things down as soon as the fes­ti­val is over.

Israel Shotridge -
Tlin­git Mas­ter Carver

The weather has been beau­ti­ful, and I’ve had a fair amount of time to walk around and enjoy the fes­ti­val. We (the staff) were given coupons for free meals from var­i­ous food ven­dors, so I’ve been stud­ding myself with fes­ti­val food for the past few days. Tonight I had my favorite fes­ti­val dish: the black­ened salmon Cae­sar salad from Scotty’s. That rep­re­sents just about the pin­na­cle of fes­ti­val nutri­tion; my other selec­tions have included Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked ice cream and an ele­phant ear.

I’ve had a chance to play with my new cam­era some more. I’m still get­ting the hang of it, but I’ve man­aged to get a few decent pic­tures. I’ve posted 30 or 40 of what I’ve shot so far. I’ll prob­a­bly have some more after tomor­row. Click any of the thumb­nails above to visit the gallery.