March 19, 2012 0

Monet and Clams Casino

After a visit to the Saatchi gallery last weekend put me in drawing-art-and-music-parallels mode, I got thinking about the fact that much of what’s popular and “cool” in today’s UK/US music scene is unabashedly impressionistic. Form and theme are present but blurred, lyrics often part-way indecipherable, samples topped, tailed and laden with effects. Our music libraries and gig diaries are full with hazy impressions of jazz, pop, guitar and dance music from the past hundred years.

In Taschen’s Impressionism, the late Ingo F. Walther writes:

“To paint in an Impressionistic way meant representing a seen, given reality as it appeared to the eye.. The Impressionists were particularly interested in dynamic aspects of the real, in anything that spoke of speedy flux. Indeed, the sense of change and movement was crucial – including the change and movement of light and colour.”

He goes on to suggest why it found such popularity as a style:

“..the relativity of the image, and its open form, prompted those who looked at them to look and feel for themselves in new ways, and in so doing to complete the visual image and message. The individual picture was no longer an authoritative, incontestably valid source of instruction..”

This description would seem to fit a good deal of what’s been pushing our music blog buttons for the past few years (with no sign of a let-up yet). Of course Impressionism in music began in the late 19th-century, but the heavy pedal, merging tonal colours and experimental articulation of say, Debussy, has strong parallels with the dreamy reverb, impastoed layers and shifting rhythms of Clams Casino‘s Numb (above). “Short, thick strokes of paint are used to quickly capture the essence of the subject, rather than its details” says Wiki. Our instruments/materials may have evolved, but the kind of timbre we’re aiming for remains surprisingly constant.

What can you determine from this track? There’s definitely a rolling, hip-hop-like beat; there’s someone singing – gender and words not clear; there’s some kind of wind instrument on the riff (maybe a sax?); it’s in a minor key; sounds are being played in reverse; it’s made using mainly electronic instruments.

Impression, soleil levant by Monet. From http://www.ibiblio.org

 

Similarly, without prior knowledge, what can we determine from the painting? It’s definitely a scene of boats on water; it’s either sunrise or sunset; there’s a suggestion of a harbour, but only that; it’s made using oil on canvas. What story are we being told here? It’s not clear, so we make one up for ourselves. Impressionist aesthetics leave ample room for creativity.

Only now, thanks to the widespread accessibility of music software (ie. boundary-blurring effects), is our mass/popular music appreciation enjoying the sort of freedom introduced by visual artists two centuries ago. Those who consider the sexuality of R&B floor-fillers or the claustrophobia of lovesick pop ballads to be too literal an association can, thankfully, bask in the comparative vagueness of Shlohmo, Burial, and Flying Lotus.

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January 4, 2012 1

Remembering birdsong

A trained violinist and teacher, Elizabeth Elliott’s life is full of music. Her husband and eldest daughter are professional cellists, and their home in the Welsh countryside overflows with much loved and well-worn sheet music. Thirty years ago, at the age of twenty-five, Elizabeth lost her hearing. She tells of how having a cochlear implant has changed her life, and how persistence is the key.

When did you first notice that something wasn’t right?

When I started to go deaf, I lost the ability to hear whether I was playing in tune on the very high notes of my violin. High-tone loss came first and hearing aids could not correct this. Next I found I couldn’t hear music on the radio or recordings. After a while I went completely deaf and there was complete silence.

Can you describe how your memory of being able to hear has changed over time?

My memory of how instruments and speech sound gradually came back after having a cochlear implant. Even six years after having had the implant, the brain is still trying to remember how things sounded. So sounds become more natural over time. Directly after the operation people talking sounded like ducks quacking. Music was just a noise – anything musical was like a chainsaw – but gradually it became more natural. The brain, if you let it, and keep trying to listen, will gradually remember. Now, especially with a loop, I can pick up speech and even distinguish between instruments which is great. I can listen to recorded poetry. I plug the output directly into my implant and, if there’s no background noise and it’s read slowly, I can hear crystal clear.

In Garret Keizer’s book The Unwanted Sound Of Everything We Want, he describes a view of noise as being representative of development and therefore, in many people’s opinions, a positive thing. What is your experience of noise?

When I first had the implant I was shocked to hear what a lot of unwanted racket goes on. But this is part of life and we can’t ignore it. For someone with an implant, background noise will usually be louder than the voice of someone you’re talking to, so that can be confusing and tiring. If I walk into a room and somebody has music on, to me it’s just a noise that I have to try and hear above – it’s not pleasurable.

Without my implant all is silent, but with it you hear more noise than a hearing person would. I think a hearing person has a sort of shield that protects from very loud sounds, whereas if you have a hearing aid or an implant, you get blasted because you have to have the volume loud to communicate with people.

What sound do you find most calming?

The cello. Even before I went deaf it was my favourite instrument. Also unaccompanied tenor voice, harp and guitar. Another thing I love is to be able to hear the birds again – a blackbird singing is wonderful. I didn’t hear the birds singing for many many years. A year after my implant was put in I still couldn’t hear them, but gradually I began to. It’s like the part of your brain that remembered those sounds has almost died off because it hasn’t been getting messages; it needs reminding.

What sort of music do you find easiest to hear?

The only time I can really hear music is when people just sing one melody without any accompaniment, for example traditional folk songs. A single line sung in the tenor range is the easiest and loveliest to hear for me. Cello music is pretty good, particularly slow movements, for example Vivaldi’s sonatas. Small choirs with organ and church music.. choristers, because I can see them and what they’re singing, which helps. I concentrate on one of them – I choose the one who’s mouthing most clearly! A symphony orchestra is impossible to follow, but still I can pick up an atmosphere.

If I were to play four notes next to each other on the piano, all at once and with the same volume, that sort of blending – is that comparable to how you hear a melody?

Yes, every tone played is sort of merging into the next one, so it’s blurred. If you compared it to sight, I suppose it’d be like trying to see through misted glass.

Did losing your hearing affect you socially?

Going deaf can make a person quite shy and turn them in on themselves. You can become self-conscious because you’re not sure when you’re going to say the wrong thing. But an implant helps to bring out your personality again.

I do prefer the quiet, but wearing an implant isn’t quiet. Some people who lose their hearing don’t want an implant – they’re happy in their deaf world, they’re happy signing. But I wouldn’t want to be that way. I’m so glad I have a cochlear implant, it’s changed my life for the better. I get so much from it. It helps with music only in the simplest form, but I can still find enjoyment, just in a different way. I wouldn’t want to be in a silent world.

Listen to a simulation of what speech and music sound like through a cochlear implant at auditoryneuroscience.com

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November 8, 2011 0

The Nice jukebox

In the narrow streets of Nice last week, I came across these little music box ‘kits’.

The appeal of these as gifts somewhat eludes; Michael Jackson and Provencial landscapes have never really sat side by side in my mind.

That said, with their display the shop had created a rather neat kind of manual jukebox, which any passing ambler could take a turn on.

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November 8, 2011 0

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August 23, 2011 0

Draw what you hear #1

Primary schoolers listen to music and interpret, crayon style.

#1: Oblivion by Astor Piazzolla
Oblivion (Piazzolla) by triscele

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July 28, 2011 0

Apotheosis: Ads and The Age Of The Epic

Over the past few years, there’s been a growing trend in advertisers going all-out feature film on us. Average Joes (or situations) raised to godlike stature seems to be the pitch a la mode.  They must have cottoned on to our secret past-times of imagining our lives as films: going about accompanied by a soaring string section, doing the superhero strut from petrol station to car, visualising our distraught friends at our funeral.

Carling probably led the pack in this direction with their You Know Who Your Mates Are campaign (running from 2007), a lads’ night set against a backdrop of outer space, with God himself cast as the bouncer. Lynx made worshipful the skinny, untanned man by convincing four million bikini-clad hotties to chase after him. And, more recently, Lurpak kept things at home with the “intrepid fridge forager”, their dramatic fusion of cinematography and omelette.

Then there are the soundtracks to match of course: aptly named American composer Chris Rouse’s Flute Concerto: Elegia for Carling’s Space, Alexandre Desplat’s Canis Lupus from the Fantastic Mr. Fox soundtrack for Lurpak’s Kitchen Odyssey. Large-scale orchestral walls of sound which wouldn’t be out of place in the most terrific of battle scenes are now synced to the lighting of a gas hob.

In a somewhat ironic twist, Terrence Malick’s recent Tree Of Life (which, for what it’s worth, I found to be a heart-wrenchingly beautiful film) was accused in a Guardian review of being “a colossal commercial” selling us “a hymn to life”. Hmm. Imagine, a film, using epic imagery and classical music to conjure emotion. How rude!

So, will we ever tire of this filmic approach? For how much longer can the EPIC be shamelessly harnessed to catch our attention? Is the Tree of Life review a taste of things to come? Personally, I find my eyes dragged screenwards ever slower by a trailer-style voiceover with juicy brass section and/or angelic voices.

I can’t help thinking that, in a typical underestimation of public nouse, there’s a danger of creating a rift here – a widening gap between the product itself and the shiny media image of it. Do you feel closer to Carling or Lurpak, or does the super-slick perfection of the ads only serve to make you mentally congratulate the team behind it? It would be interesting to (go) compare its success – in terms of brand reinforcement and association – with the less palatable, but probably more effective, earworm jingle.

Kitchen Odyssey is, admittedly, strangely stunning in its simplicity; the gloop of raw eggs never made me well up, until now. I remember finding the lager campaign inventive, witty and attention-grabbing. Having said that, I still buy whichever butter is on offer and will only drink Carling if everything else is off.

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