Brass Bulletin 43, III / 1983 page 5–7 · 3 min. read

Editorial

Editorial

Life, as one never ceases to be aware, is a surprise package. Our business is music but that is a surprise package too. In every age some cling to the past and some pioneer the future, some are snobbish, nostalgic, indifferent, some are professionals, opportunists, martyrs, heroes, some are fickle and some insensitive — and that is the way it should be. This maelstrom of influences, this confrontation of personal truths produces an equilibrium; tribes form and rival or confront one another; ideas develop or die.

Today, however, we seem to be locked into a new formula. The power of the mass manipulators and media personalities* riding the bandwagon of fashion has grown alarmingly thanks to amplifiers, VCRs, hypnotic screens, radio and TV channels and communication monopolies. Incredible numbers of people are being injected with doses of stereotyped musical medicine and turned into fanatics. Music is being commercialised and reduced to its simplest common denominator: ecstasy derived from a pile driver which sounds so much like gunfire or bombing. Millions of people are being initiated into an apocalyptic kind of acoustic violence and collective frenzy thanks to this monstrous display. These are precisely the preparations one would undertake for some gigantic immolation.

Jazz, Baroque music, yodelling, the avant-garde, plainsong etc. are types of music which the media personalities consider too complicated for the community at large. Clearly they want to impose on us a harmonic hamburger, functional fast food — just listen to what is going on around you — and a cheap one too. Culture at a dollar for a three-minute dose.

Recently a disc jockey on Suisse Romande radio (although this is a national monopoly) had every record shop in the country circulated to tell them that such-and-such a title was going to be played twenty-eight times in the week ahead and to advise them to have the record in stock. Great publicity, but on whose behalf? Why?

This is dictatorship by means of humbug and eyewash. And are we musicians not being manipulated like puppets?

Let us leave this depressing subject!

In the last few days I have been discussing musical fashions with some friends. I have been struck by the renaissance which is taking place today in the cornet style of the period 1850-1920 and in its Romantic virtuoso repertoire.

A few years ago those marvellous musicians Philip Jones and Elgar Howarth declared their enthusiasm and determination to improve the British brass-band musician by introducing him to a more developed and more scholarly type of music written by the best contemporary composers. At that time Great Britain was the only country to have preserved this small “pure brass” formation based on saxhorns and cornets which was so popular but which had fallen into disuse in other countries. By dint of great perseverance Philip Jones and all those whom he has motivated in this direction have now in a sense reached their goal: today brass music in Great Britain has a very developed musical language to deal with, one relatively close to the major evolutionary tendencies and one which brings the brass bands out of the sub-culture where they were formerly content to remain.

This is a most exasperating situation for anyone trying to make sense of the cycle of influences: all over the world people are digging out yellowing copies of the “Carnaval of Venice” and the mind-bending variations by those cornet heroes Herbert L. Clarke, Jean-Baptiste Arban and other F major and Golden Age virtuosos. Like a snake biting its tail, style forms a circle which just goes on turning...

Do you know what percentage of its overall budget the record industry devotes to classical music? Less than 5%! (This 5% includes the often astronomical fees paid to the big stars such as Karajan. What does this leave for young performers and avant-garde music?) Real jazz is in more or less the same boat. So 90% is devoted to light music, chiefly of course to big hits and trash.

There are those who claim that 90% of people want nothing more than the hit parade and that that is all they need be given. Others are convinced that it is the record industry that is maintaining the mediocrity cult (it’s so much easier to sell).

I don’t know what you think about this but I fell musicians would do well to keep their wits about them in this situation.

* I am thinking here of the whole anonymous mass of these people who think for us, these dangerous individuals who use a microphone and address strangers by their first name, who have sold their soul to show business and are in love with the sound of their own voice.

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