Posts tagged "music"

Just listened to @waterdeep cover @philcollinsfeed’s “In the Air Tonight.” Easily the second weirdest cover I have ever heard, but good.

This is probably the fourth time I’ve heard “Talk Dirty to Me,” and I just want to be clear: It’s still stupid musically.



*reads tweet*

*puts pretend drumsticks down*

*kicks over pretend drumset*

*pulls off pretend hair metal wig*

*Stupidly wonders who the H Adam Tod Brown is and why I should give a crap what he thinks.

*Cranks it a little louder and keeps on bangin’.



A new study asked an old question: Do orchestra conductors actually serve a purpose, or are they pure spectacle? 

To answer that question, the University of Maryland analyzed whether the conductor leads the orchestra or the orchestra leads the conductor. In this experiment, researcher Yiannis Aloimonos and his colleagues installed tiny infrared lights at the tip of a conductor’s baton as well as on the bows of violinists. While the orchestra played, infrared cameras captured every movement, which were then analyzed using mathematical techniques pioneered by Nobel-Prize winning economist Clive Granger. The scientists in this study theorized that if the movements of the conductor predicted the movements of the violinists, then the guy holding the baton was clearly in charge. 

So what happened? It turns out the purists were right all along — the movements of the violinists were indeed predicated on the movements of the conductor. 

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Well, the thought has crossed my mind, too. I mean, the conductor is definintely vital in rehearsals, but if you’re practicing constantly and with professional musicians who acknowledge and embrace their role in the overall orchestra and musical piece, I have wondered if they could do a concert performance wihtout a conductor at all and still pull it off.

That is a lot of ifs.

Maybe that should be the next experiment: no conductor at all at the concert. But then, who would start the piece?

This song is Copyrighted in U.S., under Seal of Copyright #154085, for a period of 28 years, and anybody caught singin it without our permission, will be mighty good friends of ours, cause we don’t give a darn. Publish it. Write it. Sing it. Swing to it. Yodel it. We wrote it, that’s all we wanted to do

Message on mimeographed copies of lyrics distributed by Woody Guthrie to fans in the 1930s (via oracionessucias)

Recording artists.  Undermining the RIAA for decades.  :-)

Love it.

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The Simón Bolivar Youth Orchestra, made up of 200 smiling tousle-haired young Venezuelan players, with its equally smiling and energetic conductor has taken the world by storm.

What makes this orchestra special is that at a stroke, it banishes all the fears that haunt classical music. They transform this apparently elitist and difficult art into something popular, transcendent, democratic and socially cohesive, all at once. One reason is that none of these young players comes from a privileged background, in fact many of them hail from what is euphemistically called “the wrong side of the tracks”. What motivates them is the thought that, if they play well and work hard, they’ll be a member of a winning team. And when they look up at their now world-famous conductor, Gustavo Dudamel, they know that he is still “one of them”, and that’s why they play so well for him.

The same goes for the other 120 orchestras and choirs across Venezuela that constitute the El Sistema project, set up 34 years ago by Jose Abreu. Each orchestra is like a community, which feeds off and supports the larger community it lives in. The idea that the power of an orchestra lies in its sense of communal solidarity will be resisted by many in the West. Caught up in the romantic idea of art’s essential autonomy, they will insist that musical excellence is one thing, community spirit quite another.

Why was it, I asked, that when he conceived his plan to rescue street kids through music, he didn’t turn to the music of his own country?

Why did he think that European art music from a bygone era would appeal to kids in the mean barrios of Caracas and Maracaibo? He looked at me with complete bewilderment, and I realised that for him all the Western worries about distinctions between “high” and “low” art, popular and classical, middle or working-class were completely irrelevant. “Well,” he said, patiently, “music is music. Of course we play some folk music as well. But this music is so great. And it demands the best from the players, they have to rise to the challenge.”

Which is exactly what they do, magnificently. And when they perform the music, it becomes their own, as if it was their native tongue all along. That’s why the idea these kids could “save” classical music isn’t so implausible. They raise it up, by reminding us of the old Enlightenment dream – that underneath all our quarrels and differences, we are essentially one human kind, which a single music can speak to. At the same time, they bring it firmly down to earth. Classical music becomes something normal, everyday, no longer a problem to be fretted over. These young players remind me of those fairy-stories where a stranger comes to town and shows everyone that the giant that’s been terrorising them for years is really quite harmless; it’s only fear that made it seem scary.

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“The “DONATE NOW” campaign which has adorned all of our literature for 10 months has garnered about 10% of the goal we needed by last New Year’s to secure the fest’s future. We took that as a sign.” [x]

Let’s show another sign. DONATE TODAY.


From Cornerstone Festival, via email:


May 15, 2012

Dear Cornerstone Festival Family:

We are so grateful to have been able to share with you the gift that has been Cornerstone Festival all these years. Our annual gathering in this truly…

Very sad to hear this. I only got to one full Cornerstone, but have followed JPUSA since 1990, when a colleague introduced me to their amazing magazine.

I am thankful that that one Cornerstone was 1998, with Over the Rhine and a tribute to Rich Mullins. My wife, 8-month-old son, and I made it (thanks in part to horrible directions by Mapquest, to the last two songs of Steve Taylor’s set in 2003. i still wish I would have had the opportunity to see The Canticle of the Plains performed. And 77s. And. And. And….

Maybe they’ll put out an anthology or a website full of videos and bootlegs from all these years of being the best “Christian” music festival on the planet. (I can hope, right?)

And this is how I find out they had a Tumblr? So sad.


Fun Fact of the Day: And by “fun” I mean STOP SOPA.
[@skulled / pleatedjeans.]


Fun Fact of the Day: And by “fun” I mean STOP SOPA.


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