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Surveying the sonic landscape
Set 23 2006, 16h49
Yes, the "sonic landscape in jazz/pop" is pretty barren, and part of the appeal of the Internet and fancy social sites like this one is that they offer a priori a refashioned landscape for one's own sonic wanderings. Instead of listening to "WBGO Jazz 88" the same as 100,000 other people, and monthly perusing the basement racks at the 66th Street branch of Tower Records, each individual is now the master of his or her own sonic empire, which can encompass far more territory than one radio station (or one record store, even) can govern. Pyeng Threadgill and Jackie McLean are on 'BGO, but Susanna and the Magical Orchestra, Dick Annegarn, and Queen Esther aren't.
Since artists are listeners too, and are just as aware of these new freedoms of listening and taste-making as their audiences are, I think it's natural that folks find cover tunes more attractive: they offer fixed reference points in that vast sonic wasteland. "Love Will Tear Us Apart" can exist in the Nouvelle Vague version or the Susanna and the Magical Orchestra version, as well as the original 80s recording,
Love Will Tear Us Apart. Each of those versions, naturally, offers some of the comforts of familiarity. You may not know who is singing, but you know the song, and the fact that she's chosen that song to sing is the first step to getting to know the singer.
But on the flip side, it's not all about the listener; the artist is making music as a form of self-expression. I wonder if it isn't harder and harder these days to present your own material frankly and honestly as your own creation. I'm thinking of all the fuss attached to the delayed 2005 release of Extraordinary Machine, or the fact that the 2006 Nellie McKay record, "Pretty Little Head," got shelved indefinitely by the record label. Even Beyonce doesn't get the credit she deserves as a composer; apparently if your songs and arrangements are good enough to be superstar-pop, you're assumed to be a puppet of secretive production geniuses (this is the same homunculus theory that was discredited so long ago as a rational explanation of brain function: that within us all is a "little man" sitting at a control desk inside our heads pulling levers to lift our limbs as if we were giant mechanical robots).
The sad thing is that listeners are thirsty for original compositions as well. I stopped listening wholesale to "classic rock" several years back because I felt as if there was nothing else I could learn from listening to those songs; they had become liturgical music for a church whose doctrine I no longer believed in. I wanted to hear new music, or music from other viewpoints that was new to me.
So how do you, fellow listeners and adventurers in the vast sonic wilderness that last.fm only hopes to describe, find music that speaks to you in new words?
Since artists are listeners too, and are just as aware of these new freedoms of listening and taste-making as their audiences are, I think it's natural that folks find cover tunes more attractive: they offer fixed reference points in that vast sonic wasteland. "Love Will Tear Us Apart" can exist in the Nouvelle Vague version or the Susanna and the Magical Orchestra version, as well as the original 80s recording,
But on the flip side, it's not all about the listener; the artist is making music as a form of self-expression. I wonder if it isn't harder and harder these days to present your own material frankly and honestly as your own creation. I'm thinking of all the fuss attached to the delayed 2005 release of Extraordinary Machine, or the fact that the 2006 Nellie McKay record, "Pretty Little Head," got shelved indefinitely by the record label. Even Beyonce doesn't get the credit she deserves as a composer; apparently if your songs and arrangements are good enough to be superstar-pop, you're assumed to be a puppet of secretive production geniuses (this is the same homunculus theory that was discredited so long ago as a rational explanation of brain function: that within us all is a "little man" sitting at a control desk inside our heads pulling levers to lift our limbs as if we were giant mechanical robots).
The sad thing is that listeners are thirsty for original compositions as well. I stopped listening wholesale to "classic rock" several years back because I felt as if there was nothing else I could learn from listening to those songs; they had become liturgical music for a church whose doctrine I no longer believed in. I wanted to hear new music, or music from other viewpoints that was new to me.
So how do you, fellow listeners and adventurers in the vast sonic wilderness that last.fm only hopes to describe, find music that speaks to you in new words?



