http://www.artsjournal.com/sandow/2010/06/the_myth_of_classical_music_su.html
http://www.artsjournal.com/sandow/2010/03/astonished.html#comment-32094
So now let's talk about the person from India, possibly apocryphal, who thought all western music had only a single emotion, nostalgia. What - assuming that he's real - could we learn from him? I might think, well, wow, that's an extreme case of noncomprehension. But then how well do I understand Indian music? Can I even begin to perceive the emotions people in India hear in it? No way. I can't even sense the emotional temperature of the various ragas, which in western terms would be like saying that major and minor keys sound the same to me. And don't even get me started on the rhythms of Indian music, which I don't know how to comprehend, or even to count.
So then, AC, to return to something you raised here earlier, wouldn't it be perilous for me to decide that western art is better than nonwestern? Here we have what seems like a valid test case, western vs. Indian music. I can't hear Indian music well enough to make any judgment. I can't hear its profundities, if (as people from India think) it has them. And, equally, if some completely impartial and supremely well-informed judge should conclude that Indian music is trivial, compared to Bruckner - well, that's something else I can't hear. I can assume it, if I want to be careless. But no way can I hear it.
Does anyone believe that there is a "Beethoven of Asia"? A "Wagner of the Middle East"?
I don't know if there is. I'm not familiar with Indian Raga or Middle Eastern music. Can anyone recommend me any? Only the Best please.
People always say that it's impossible to make such a judgment because of inaccessibility, but the best one can do is not suspend judgment but to make the best possible. The greatest extant ragas must have some recordings....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Götterdämmerung_discography
Considering the monumental difficulty of recording Gotterdammerng, it seems silly to suggest that, given such a large market of Indian listeners, the best Indian ragas have not been recorded yet.
The little I've listened to sound superficial, but then I wouldn't judge Classical Music based on an Andrea Bocelli or Andrei Rieu album.
Well? What's the greatest non-Western Classical/non-Jazz/non-Rock composer/musician you know? How does it compare to your favorite composer? Are they (far) better? (far) Worse? Equal?
My first objection to this stance is that being nonjudgmental is internally contradictory and an impossibility. Return to the extreme cases: If you refuse to accept that there are any objective differences, expressible as continua from negative to positive, between the nude painted on black velvet and Titian's Venus of Urbino, between a Harlequin romance and Pride and Prejudice, between How Much Is That Doggy in the Window and Eine Kleine Nachtmusik you are not standing above the fray, refusing to be judgmental. It is a judgment on the grandest of all scales to say that How Much Is That Doggy in the Window is, in terms of its quality as a musical composition, indiscriminable from Eine Kleine Nachtmusik. And if you really believe it, you have also made a sweeping judgment about the capacity of the human mind to assess information.
http://silpayamanant.wordpress.com/.../2011/02/28/charles-murray-and-the-impossibility-of-being-nonjudgmental-part-1/
Murray is surprisingly humble.
To accept the position I just laid out requires one to adopt considerable humility about the arts in which one is not an expert. While I am free to not enjoy the music of Richard Wagner, it is silly for me to try to argue that Richard Wagner does not deserve his standing as one of the greatest composers. That's a matter of judgment and I'm not competent to judge (Mark Twain said that "Wagner's music is better than it sounds," which seems about right to me). Surrendering that independent judgment is irksome, and gets more so as one's knowledge approaches the fringes of expertise. I know more about literature than I know about music, and I nonetheless do not enjoy the later novels of Henry James that are most highly regarded by the experts. But my wife is an expert on Henry James and over the years I have had to accept that I don't know what I'm talking about.
Twain himself was exceptionally restrained in his judgment.
I am not a musical critic, and did not come here to write essays about the operas and deliver judgment upon their merits. The little children of Bayreuth could do that with a finer sympathy and a broader intelligence than I. I only care to bring four or five pilgrims to the operas, pilgrims able to appreciate them and enjoy them. What I write about the performance to put in my odd time would be offered to the public as merely a cat's view of a king, and not of didactic value.
http://twainquotes.com/Travel1891/Dec1891.html
http://www.artsjournal.com/sandow/2010/03/astonished.html#comment-32094
So now let's talk about the person from India, possibly apocryphal, who thought all western music had only a single emotion, nostalgia. What - assuming that he's real - could we learn from him? I might think, well, wow, that's an extreme case of noncomprehension. But then how well do I understand Indian music? Can I even begin to perceive the emotions people in India hear in it? No way. I can't even sense the emotional temperature of the various ragas, which in western terms would be like saying that major and minor keys sound the same to me. And don't even get me started on the rhythms of Indian music, which I don't know how to comprehend, or even to count.
So then, AC, to return to something you raised here earlier, wouldn't it be perilous for me to decide that western art is better than nonwestern? Here we have what seems like a valid test case, western vs. Indian music. I can't hear Indian music well enough to make any judgment. I can't hear its profundities, if (as people from India think) it has them. And, equally, if some completely impartial and supremely well-informed judge should conclude that Indian music is trivial, compared to Bruckner - well, that's something else I can't hear. I can assume it, if I want to be careless. But no way can I hear it.
Does anyone believe that there is a "Beethoven of Asia"? A "Wagner of the Middle East"?
I don't know if there is. I'm not familiar with Indian Raga or Middle Eastern music. Can anyone recommend me any? Only the Best please.
People always say that it's impossible to make such a judgment because of inaccessibility, but the best one can do is not suspend judgment but to make the best possible. The greatest extant ragas must have some recordings....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Götterdämmerung_discography
Considering the monumental difficulty of recording Gotterdammerng, it seems silly to suggest that, given such a large market of Indian listeners, the best Indian ragas have not been recorded yet.
The little I've listened to sound superficial, but then I wouldn't judge Classical Music based on an Andrea Bocelli or Andrei Rieu album.
Well? What's the greatest non-Western Classical/non-Jazz/non-Rock composer/musician you know? How does it compare to your favorite composer? Are they (far) better? (far) Worse? Equal?
My first objection to this stance is that being nonjudgmental is internally contradictory and an impossibility. Return to the extreme cases: If you refuse to accept that there are any objective differences, expressible as continua from negative to positive, between the nude painted on black velvet and Titian's Venus of Urbino, between a Harlequin romance and Pride and Prejudice, between How Much Is That Doggy in the Window and Eine Kleine Nachtmusik you are not standing above the fray, refusing to be judgmental. It is a judgment on the grandest of all scales to say that How Much Is That Doggy in the Window is, in terms of its quality as a musical composition, indiscriminable from Eine Kleine Nachtmusik. And if you really believe it, you have also made a sweeping judgment about the capacity of the human mind to assess information.
http://silpayamanant.wordpress.com/.../2011/02/28/charles-murray-and-the-impossibility-of-being-nonjudgmental-part-1/
Murray is surprisingly humble.
To accept the position I just laid out requires one to adopt considerable humility about the arts in which one is not an expert. While I am free to not enjoy the music of Richard Wagner, it is silly for me to try to argue that Richard Wagner does not deserve his standing as one of the greatest composers. That's a matter of judgment and I'm not competent to judge (Mark Twain said that "Wagner's music is better than it sounds," which seems about right to me). Surrendering that independent judgment is irksome, and gets more so as one's knowledge approaches the fringes of expertise. I know more about literature than I know about music, and I nonetheless do not enjoy the later novels of Henry James that are most highly regarded by the experts. But my wife is an expert on Henry James and over the years I have had to accept that I don't know what I'm talking about.
Twain himself was exceptionally restrained in his judgment.
I am not a musical critic, and did not come here to write essays about the operas and deliver judgment upon their merits. The little children of Bayreuth could do that with a finer sympathy and a broader intelligence than I. I only care to bring four or five pilgrims to the operas, pilgrims able to appreciate them and enjoy them. What I write about the performance to put in my odd time would be offered to the public as merely a cat's view of a king, and not of didactic value.
http://twainquotes.com/Travel1891/Dec1891.html