If They Care, Shouldn’t We Listen?

 NOTE FROM LARA – This is an excellent essay on music, musicians and attitude by composer Kenji Bunch from a few months ago. Kenji does not (yet) have a blog and he posted this on Facebook – he was recently gracious enough to send me his “rant” in its entirety, and permission to post it here. Well worth your five minutes.

~SaurianSaint

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If They Care, Shouldn’t We Listen?

 

By Kenji Bunch

This week’s peculiar intersection of Olympic sports and violin playing was notable not just for the coincidental novelty of this exposure, but also for the startlingly negative reaction to the news within the classical music community.  Just like the clip of Charlie White scratching out a few notes on a violin for Al Roker, the recent news from Sochi about violinist Vanessa Mae’s skiing exploits for the Thailand Olympic team was met on social media with a significant heaping of snark and vitriol.

We musicians are a funny lot. We talk incessantly about “outreach” with missionary fervor, but deep down, we don’t really want to reach out. Like shaking hands, that term implies an extension- meeting someone else halfway, a gesture that would require compromise and the capacity to entertain another perspective. Feeling misunderstood and unappreciated by the masses can be lonely and painful, and it’s easier to swallow with the protective coating afforded by an air of superiority. I know, because I used to do that a lot. I think we musicians often would rather feel like an elite cognoscenti with the ability to safely snicker at those not “in the know” than to risk the vulnerability implicit in an honest attempt to find common ground with them.

 

Yes, Charlie White’s violin playing is nowhere close to even the most basic entry level professional quality, and is, in itself, not worth being celebrated on-air on NBC. But the young man just won a GOLD medal at the Olympics, and if he wants to use his moment in the sun to demonstrate something else in his life that he’s proud of, then hey- good for him. What’s the worst thing that could happen? People will see this clip and believe Mr. White to be as excellent a violinist as he is an ice dancer? Or they’ll think that rhythmic clapping and some sort of seated Cossack dance is an appropriate way to listen to Vivaldi? Isn’t it possible that if one young kid out there saw this on TV and thought, “Hey, maybe violin isn’t so lame if this Olympic gold medalist likes to play it” then it might be worth these risks?

Similarly, Vanessa Mae’s body of work is not impressive to professional, classically trained musicians, and we often meet her enormous success with resentment and scorn.  I feel as though the little I’ve heard of her music has been enough for this lifetime, but this is only because as a composer and string player myself, I have enough of an understanding of how and why her music is put together the way it is that I don’t feel the need to explore it further. I think it’s unfair, however, to dismiss it out of hand as worthless to anyone else, as many of my colleagues are quick to do.  What, exactly, is so threatening to us about Ms. Mae’s lucrative violin career? Is it that some listeners may assume she is at the pinnacle of violin virtuosity and her music is finely crafted classically based composition? Isn’t this initial misunderstanding something we can live with, if it serves as an entry point for just one listener out there who might develop the curiosity to look deeper into the tradition of string instruments and classical music?

And why does it bother us so much that she used skiing for the Thai Olympic team as a way to pursue a lifelong dream and also reconnect with her estranged father? Is it because she flaunted her considerable resources to traipse around the Alps in order to qualify for the Olympics by her pet “Chihuahua’s whisker,” as she, herself puts it? Isn’t this display of opulence tolerable if just one little girl out in the world sees and is inspired by a woman who earned enough money from her career playing the violin to follow such a daring dream? And as a side note, isn’t it okay to come in dead last in a race, if that race happens to be the Olympics?

 

There’s a TV show in the works on Amazon.com called “Mozart in the Jungle.” Guaranteed, it will also be met with a chorus of snickers, groans, and OMGs from our classical community. To be fair, it will probably miss on a lot of details of our line of work that we will find insulting and reductive. But doesn’t that happen routinely to trial lawyers, ER doctors, and forensic pathologists? Isn’t it possible that getting the small stuff wrong is something we can live with so that those who don’t belong to our little club can at least be exposed to the notion that we are real people with rich lives worthy of empathy, behind the caricature of our concert dress?

About a year ago, a member of a major American symphony proudly declared to me to be unaware of the existence of Beyoncé and Jay-Z, as if this ignorance was some kind of badge of integrity. I read the comments of another very distinguished musician who zealously proclaimed the emotional impact of a Beethoven or Shostakovich symphony to be far beyond that of any current pop music. Hmmm. Is it possible that such a Eurocentric worldview is somewhat dated and limiting, if not frankly racist? We let out a unison condescending chuckle when anyone misunderstands the minutia of our craft, but then we turn around and say things like “rap isn’t music,” a phrase I’ve heard more than once by my classical friends.  Can anyone who has uttered these words talk intelligently about the history and nuances of that genre for more than 30 seconds?

What exactly are we afraid of? Is it that if we listen honestly and with open minds to hip-hop, hardcore, salsa, top-40, or the musics of other cultures, we’ll love Beethoven any less? He’s a big guy who has endured a lot over the years, and I think he can also withstand this. Yes, there are many people out there who prefer other music to our own, and would rather keep their headphones on than set foot into a concert hall. What if we attempted to recognize that what they’re listening to actually has value and commonality with our music, and that their emotional experience in listening to it is just as valid and not subordinate to our own tastes? If a 16-year old girl gets misty-eyed listening to “Say Something (I’m giving Up On You)” on her car stereo, are her tears any less legitimate than those of a gray-haired concertgoer listening reverently to “Missa Solemnis?”

 

Is it possible that “outreach” could extend beyond our effort to educate and prove our value to others, and include a gentle look within our own ranks?  We claim to have sophisticated ears honed from years of training and dedication. Would it hurt to open our minds, our hearts, and these Olympic-caliber ears of ours to make room for all kinds of music, not just the precious tunes we already have in our heads?

                                                      Kenji Bunch

                                                        Feb. 18, 2014

                                                            Portland, Oregon

One thought on “If They Care, Shouldn’t We Listen?

  1. How interesting, I certainly don’t mean that in a cliche’d sense but in the truest sense. Regardless of profession, we are very much biased and prejudicially judgmental in accepting anything that falls outside of the box in our respectively myopic viewpoint. As an amateur musician I often find myself loath to accept much of today’s programmed music as actual music. Let alone the sole performer accompanying or accompanied with a Macbook Pro ( choice of viewpoint akin to the chicken and egg ). I however find this paradox in my profession. As a contractor who specializes in a niche of historical renovations / repairs and remodeling of Victorian , Colonial american architecture, I often find myself at odds when confronted with a project that is modernistic in scope. From a craftsman viewpoint, the forthnight transformation of an undeveloped lot to a turn-key residence often just leaves me depressed, knowing full well that it represents short term ” completion timeline being yesterday ” and there is no apparent need for a carefully crafted final result.
    As I also build my own guitars for this very same reason.
    But Thank You, Kenji Bunch’s essay forces me to look at my perspective in that it may be incorrect in certain instances… Will look forward to further essays which flip the mental cart …

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