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Decomposition: A Music Manifesto par [Durkin, Andrew]
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From the Introduction:

The title of this book comes from the old joke about what Beethoven is doing these days. It’s a cheap laugh, to be sure, but the punch line (“decomposing!”) is a nice metaphor for my purpose: to demythologize music without demeaning it. A composer myself, I contend that the exalted view of musical composition associated, in the Western tradition, with Beethoven—though it is by no means limited to him—has a way of interfering with the fullness of our musical life. By constraining musical understanding within the limits of traditional notions of authorship, and a blind faith in authenticity, that exalted view distracts us from the processes that produce music—not the conscious creative processes of the individual composer (many composers are only too happy to talk about how they work) but the much less obvious contributions of a broad array of collaborative and mediating activity. We have become accustomed to focusing on the end result of musical production as if that’s all there is to it. And when this distraction occurs, when the final stage of a creative arc is presented as the entire thing itself, something valuable in our experience of music is lost.
Perhaps that seems too dramatic a way of putting it. Perhaps our experience of music is doing just fine, thank you very much. And yet today even many emphatic fans articulate ennui and despair about the art form. The last few years have seen the emergence of a kind of death cult for music, greatly expanding on the infighting angst that has always marked particular genres in the modern era (as evidenced, for instance, by the “jazz is dead” meme). What we see now is something more thorough, a simultaneously economic, aesthetic, and philosophical cri de coeur, the impact of which is discernible, for instance, in the presumptuous eschatology of Frontline’s episode “The Way the Music Died” (2004), Andrew Shapter’s documentary Before the Music Dies (2006), and Andrew Keen’s book The Cult of the Amateur (2007), which divided its discussion of music into two chapters, “The Day the Music Died [side a]” and “The Day the Music Died [side b].”
Keen claims that in the wake of postmodernity “it’s quite conceivable that we will see the end of a cultural economy”—by which he means the end of a marketplace in which art is bought and sold. Others have suggested that the problem is more strictly aesthetic. “For more than half a century we’ve seen incredible advances in sound technology but very little if any advance in the quality of music,” composer Glenn Branca wrote in the New York Times in 2009, in an article whose title—“The End of Music”—echoed Frontline, Shapter, and Keen (and like them seemed a brazen attempt to get a rise out of audiences). Many responded with variations of the same rebuttal: if you don’t know any good modern music, you’re not looking in the right place. “Curmudgeons are eternal,” wrote one commenter. “This could have been written any time in the last 30 (100?) years.”
But whether or not the curmudgeons are right, this is a time of great concern about the future of music, even for those of us who never stopped loving it. Working musicians worry publicly about how to adapt to the changed landscape of the twenty-first century—notwithstanding the fact that many of them, like singer-songwriter Jonathan Coulton, or folk songstress Amber Rubarth, or geek rocker Adam Rabin, or guitarist and producer Chris Schlarb, or singer and improviser Fay Victor, or clarinetist and vocalist Beth Fleenor, or solo bassist and blogger Steve Lawson, have come up with creative new definitions of what it means to have a music career. Fans today enjoy greatly expanded access to a universe of musical offerings unthinkable even fifteen years ago—whether or not they choose to partake of it legally or fairly. And the industry’s institutions wobble topheavily between mandating an increasingly outdated conception of what a musical community should look like, on the one hand, and tapping into new dynamics for that community, on the other. All the while, there has been a great deal of anxiety about how we value music—but also about what music means, what it is for, and even what it is.
In Decomposition I wish to explore a suspicion that something important has been ignored or forgotten in the wake of this tumult, obscured by our myths about music. In biology, decomposition involves the breakdown of once-living matter, so it can be recycled for future life. As a metaphor for this book, I mean the word as an alternative to the mainstream story of authorship and authenticity—a counternarrative focusing on the less ostentatious, more organic aspects of musical creativity. Decomposition in this sense is also a way of giving the lie to music’s death cult; it points to the inevitability of regeneration in art. But it requires, as Cornel West suggests, that we talk about corpses. One has to acknowledge that artists, works, audiences, discourses, and traditions do not last forever as they are experienced and appreciated at any particular moment. “Absolutely, read the poetry of John Donne, he’ll tell you about corpses that decompose,” West tells Astra Taylor in her film Examined Life. “See, that’s history. The raw, funky, stinky stuff of life. That’s what bluesmen do. That’s what jazzmen do.”
My concern with decomposition comes from my own experience as a “jazzman”—more specifically, as a composer, musician, bandleader, writer, educator, blogger, and occasional critic. The mythology I have observed in practice, weighing us down like the proverbial albatross, is two-pronged. First, there is the persistent assumption that music is always created by solitary individuals. An easy example here is the film (and earlier, the play) Amadeus, and the way it draws its dramatic power from the legend of Mozart. Here is our most flattering stereotype of authorship: that works spring full-blown and ex nihilo from the minds of isolated geniuses. Second, there is the obsession with authenticity: the quest for a singularly true, ideal experience of music (whether a recording, live performance, score, or transcription) that trumps all others, disregarding the variability of audience perception, and accessible only to those with “correct” knowledge and “proper” understanding.
My interest in critiquing these myths will most likely be familiar—perhaps even a bit too familiar—to anyone who has spent any time in a university or college humanities department over the last few decades. It might very well be overdetermined by the stereotypical postmodern take on art. But with this book I want to demonstrate the benefit of thinking about authorship and authenticity from a broader, more vernacular perspective—without, I hope, the distraction of academic posturing. That task is more challenging than it seems. While authorship and authenticity simplify our understanding and perception of music, neither notion is simple in itself or easy to discuss. Each is informed by degrees of truth. Each can be defined extremely or moderately. Each has a long history and a wide variety of contexts not necessarily coherent or consistent, and sometimes downright contradictory. For instance, the same Romantic era that gave rise to the modern notion of the solitary godlike genius also glorified folk culture, with its emphasis on communal and anonymous creativity. Similarly, “authenticity” is often deployed with maddening slipperiness: one writer might refer to it for historical verification; another might invoke it as a barometer of emotional honesty in a performance; still another might use it to determine the supposed success or failure of a cultural appropriation. “Authenticity” has become a classic weasel word—or, more frustratingly, a classic weasel concept, as sometimes it is invoked in practice without being invoked by name.
Yet despite, or perhaps because of, haziness of definition, we deal with musical authorship and authenticity on a daily basis, so persistent are these ideas in our culture. And while their influence is by no means universal, neither is it limited to a geographical region or genre, as it once narrowly characterized Western classical music. Rather, “authorship” and “authenticity” have been imperfectly yet widely disseminated as governing concepts by the global music ecosystem, thanks to that ecosystem’s dramatic expansion in recent years. Thanks also to population growth, the development of music education, greater access to the technological means through which music is recorded and distributed, more nebulous boundaries between the “professional” and the “amateur,” and a self-help industry devoted to emerging artists, there has been in our time an explosion of preprofessional and semiprofessional music making. Emphasis on authorship and authenticity is the conceptual glue holding this unwieldy network together—connecting superstars like Lady Gaga, Yo-Yo Ma, and U2 with the local rockabilly-reggae-polka ensemble selling its music independently on Bandcamp​.com.
The fact that it is possible to speak of a “global music ecosystem” at all is of course a testament to the ruthless success of market capitalism, which undoubtedly influences the way we think about music too, and provides a fertile ground for the flourishing of authorship and authenticity. But the relationship is symbiotic. In modern times, authorship and authenticity have, by simplifying our understanding, helped transform the perception of music from an amorphous, multifaceted, irrational, unmarketable process into a tangible, manageable commodity—what in the business is called “product” (or what pianist Ethan Iverson recently called, with unintended foreboding, an “interesting property”).
In the context of human history, this commodification of music is a relatively new development, certainly less than a few centuries old as a cultural trend, and probably less than a century old as a widespread phenomenon. Mentioning its prevalence now is not to suggest its total absence in past societies. Some indigenous cultures used songs as gifts, which could be individually owned, shared, or passed on to others. In certain Pacific Northwest Native American tribes, for instance, singing a song that you did not own would “invite the severe punishments due to thieves.” And in the tradition of Somali sung poetry, some compositions are treated as private property and cannot be recited by other poets without attribution.
Yet there is a difference worth noting: the foregoing cultures lacked technology to “store” their music. In the global music ecosystem, in contrast, the order of the day can best be described as “reification”—succinctly defined by pianist Charles Rosen as “the reduction in capitalist society of, for example, a human being, a work of art, or even an idea to a material object.” The difference is that reified music has been reduced while being objectified. Carolyn Abbate similarly suggests that for many, music has become a “souvenir”—“one of the things taken away from the experience of playing or listening”—kept like a knickknack in a drawer, and once in a while “contemplated as a way of domesticating that experience.” Lydia Goehr and Richard Taruskin have both used the metaphor of the museum—a collection of things—to make the same point. Christopher Small, in Music of the Common Tongue, writes, with apparent regret, that Westerners—particularly those ensconced in the classical music tradition, though I think his observation has farther-reaching implications—tend to perceive “music primarily in terms of entities, which are composed by one person and performed to listeners by another.” Daniel Cavicchi similarly argues that “seeing music as an open ‘process’ and not a closed ‘object’ remains a radical idea” because “people still buy music in pre-packaged plastic cases and then play ‘it’ on their stereos and react to ‘it,’ something that effectively masks their own part in constituting that music and that constitution’s place in broader social processes.” Although we enjoy, idealize, and even fetishize live performance, our fundamental understanding of music is now deeply dependent on a certain concreteness: the “track,” the “album,” the “score”—allegories of cultural experiences involving the record, the cassette, the CD, and other media hard-copy forms.
Reification is complicated by the immateriality of digital music, to be sure. By the second decade of the twenty-first century, fewer and fewer consumers were buying their music in traditional brick-and-mortar stores, opting instead for purchases in cyberspace, where recorded music consists primarily of bits—MP3s, WAVs, AIFFs, and other digital files. Strictly speaking, these are not “things,” not objects in the sense of LPs, cassettes, or CDs. Streaming and cloud technologies have further contributed to an impression that music is no longer (or will soon no longer be) an item to be owned, but rather an experience to be accessed.
And yet as trumpeter and composer Kris Tiner has pointed out, perhaps one object has been replaced with another, while an underlying mind-set has endured. For those who have been liberated from the hard-copy recording itself, there is now playback technology to fetishize. Such technology—handheld MP3 players, music-dispensing smartphones, and so on—readily invites its own objectification, through attractive packaging, hip marketing campaigns, extensive accessorizing, and user-friendliness. So while many of us no longer collect CDs or LPs, we continue to rely on a tactile relationship with the devices that play our music. Modern playback technology is designed to be handled, even caressed—think of the touch screen—and is as portable as previous generations of sound media. The typical smartphone is about the size of an audiocassette, a fact capitalized upon by a recent iPhone case design. All of this facilitates objectification. More than a decade into the “digital revolution,” old habits of musical understanding endure: most musicians continue to refer to their work as “records” or “albums,” stressing the physicality of something that, as the industry lingo goes, “drops” on a given release date. Composers still speak of “unveiling” new pieces. Fans still refer to a favorite song as “the bomb.”
In short, the impulse toward reification lingers. And it may not be going anywhere soon. After all, it took some effort to get to where we are now. As recently as the late 1800s, Small points out, Europeans were still visiting “pleasure gardens” where they could experience music, often at negligible cost, as process—not as background sound, but woven into the fabric of an outing—instead of consuming it as a detached, objectified work of art. And Evan Eisenberg, in his The Recording Angel—the second chapter of which is provocatively called “Music Becomes a Thing”—notes how listeners resisted the commodification of music in the early years of the new industry. While Eisenberg places responsibility for the conceptual shift to reified music squarely with the invention of recording, and Small attributes it to the growth of industrial capitalism, with its underpinnings of scientific rationalism, a crucial role was also played by the concepts of authorship and authenticity. In a sense, these concepts—which predated both recording technology and modern commerce—provided the theoretical and intellectual justification for the mind-set that drives the global music ecosystem, long before that ecosystem actually existed. And so today we live in a world where, for most listeners, these concepts are deemed axiomatic.

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Decomposition is a bracing, revisionary, and provocative inquiry into music—from Beethoven to Duke Ellington, from Conlon Nancarrow to Evelyn Glennie—as a personal and cultural experience: how it is composed, how it is idiosyncratically perceived by critics and reviewers, and why we listen to it the way we do.

Andrew Durkin, best known as the leader of the West Coast–based Industrial Jazz Group, is singular for his insistence on asking tough questions about the complexity of our presumptions about music and about listening, especially in the digital age. In this winning and lucid study he explodes the age-old concept of musical composition as the work of individual genius, arguing instead that in both its composition and reception music is fundamentally a collaborative enterprise that comes into being only through mediation.
Drawing on a rich variety of examples—Big Jay McNeely’s “Deacon’s Hop,” Biz Markie’s “Alone Again,” George Antheil’s Ballet Mécanique, Frank Zappa’s “While You Were Art,” and Pauline Oliveros’s “Tuning Meditation,” to name only a few—Durkin makes clear that our appreciation of any piece of music is always informed by neuroscientific, psychological, technological, and cultural factors. How we listen to music, he maintains, might have as much power to change it as music might have to change how we listen.

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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Thorough, Well Written 16 novembre 2014
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This is a very thorough, in-depth work that goes into details beyond what I had expected. It reads very smoothly and intimately, making it feel like less of a chore trying to absorb the massive amounts of information presented. Some have compared to to a college text, but I disagree, as this book is written much more fluidly. Make no mistake though, this work is very academic in nature and is no way a light-read for those with merely a casual interest in the subject.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Much recommended! 26 mars 2015
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This is a very smart and thought-provoking book, which tackles the difficult questions of authorship, authenticity, and technological distribution with respect to music. Durkin convincingly shows how many of the value judgments we form about music rely on a very narrow and limited conception of the Great Artistic Genius who holes himself up in a room to write Great Masterpieces (Beethoven is the classic point of departure here), or on naive understandings of music's "authenticity" (he is especially good on how critics mythologize jazz improvisation). By showing us, for example, varying understandings of technologies like the phonograph and the player piano, Durkin finds ways to see music and technology in a symbiotic and ever-evolving relationship, and urges us to think about this symbiosis before complaining about how technology is "ruining music."

Rather than hear music this way, we need to understand it as a collaborative, socially engaged "network" of composers, performers, technologies, and audiences. Yet Durkin's treatment of music is never cynical - his deep knowledge and appreciation of music shines through. Rather, he wants to propose a future of music that dispenses with the "cult of genius" and instead engages with music in its full complexity.

Some might feel a little misled by a word in the subtitle - "manifesto" - when in fact Durkin is a thoughtful, measured writer, who ranges from cultural history to philosophy to aesthetic criticism without missing (ahem) a beat. This ranginess is true to the subject of the book, which tackles and tries to "decompose" the tenuous and artificial distinctions we draw - between music and society, and between musical genres. Though scholarly and learned, the book does not bog down in academic-ese (I say this as an academic!), and its philosophical and critical references are explained lucidly.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 A complex and thoughtful work 3 novembre 2014
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I will preface this review by saying that it may be my most challenging to date, as Decomposition covers so much ground. It is a beautifully written book, at once scholarly and approachable, and one which reflects years of study, soul searching and cross-pollination with other musicians and scholars. Fairly unique in what he brings to the table: a doctorate in English literature and postdoctoral fellow at USC's Institute for Multimedia Literacy/Annenberg Center for Communication as well as a performing musician and composer, Andrew Durkin has both the academic grounding to delve into music history and theory and the grounding on the street and in the concert hall to grasp and wrestle with the plight of the artist in the digital age, and that he does.

In Decomposition, Durkin covers an enormous amount of ground spanning a century or more of music history as it illustrates discrete concepts. The existence and pursuit of authenticity, authorship, originality is an abiding theme, and his conclusions resonate on many levels with those reached by groups with whom I have conversed over the years in my own studies of the creative process. His conclusions mirrored in a citation from a court ruling by Judge Alex Kozinski: "Nothing today, likely nothing since we tamed fire is genuinely new". He discussed the use of phrasing in composition and mash-ups in a way which calls to mind Max Ernst's description of collage both as medium and metaphor for the creative process. He has brought so much material to bear on this work, I am almost surprised not to see Ernst cited ;)

His leaps can be dizzying and he goes from discussing influences on some of the classical composers to the trajectory of a sound wave. Each of the areas he explores with a fair bit of depth and scholarship examining the historical influences on compositions from Bach to Zappa and beyond.

Decomposition is a broad metaphor for the deconstruction and examination of musical compositions. I believe this deconstruction may provide fertile ground for the composer, but will leave that judgement to my musician/ composer husband, myself not having the background in composition to really speculate in this area.

One of the areas he examines, which I feel is important is the plight of the musician (or really, any artist) in the digital age. It is an issue which has arguably hit musicians first an hardest. How does the artist survive when their work is commoditized, almost treated as public domain as soon as it is realized? His approach is upbeat, focusing first and foremost on the opportunities presented by new technologies and means of communication. It is a conversation worth exploring, and one he seems to be broaching on an on-going basis.

This is a dense and thought-provoking work and well worth reading. While likely of the greatest value to musicians, there are themes and issues which cross over into all of the arts. A highly recommended read.
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 Sound travels through air and is dependent on material interactions 17 novembre 2014
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A post doctoral dissertation researched and written by Andrew Durkin, Decomposition: A Music Manifesto is an interesting read, albeit a lengthy study which could have been abbreviated to reach a greater audience. The author has an established reputation as a musical collaborator and educator, based in Portland, Oregon. This well written yet sometimes redundant book establishes and successfully defends a thesis that music is not a singular entity, but rather a relationship exists among the composer, listener, culture, and the environment in which it is experienced. It brought to mind the concept of qualia, that being what we experience as something is that thing. For example, my concept of the color red is my own and yours is likely different from mine. They are both red. I gained insight from Durkin's perspective which is not dissimilar to my own, and I think this is a publication whose audience is limited to those who contemplate not only what is music, but how and why it is experienced. I have read some of Durkin's blog entries for some time, so I was prepared for this in depth scholarly endeavor and applaud him for its publication. It did drag on at times for me, but just as a musical composition might lull me in the midst of a movement, I awaited a connection to bring me back and even found my own "a-ha" moments. Because he is so well versed as a musician and writer, this study is successful despite an arrhythmia of sorts in my own experience.
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 Roll Over, Beethoven 3 novembre 2014
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It's reasonable to assume that Decomposition is for musicians or students of music - it is a "music manifesto" by a composer and musician after all. But the topics Andrew Durkin considers resonate beyond music and into arts in general.

He argues against the notion of the lone genius composing music in a vacuum. His experience is that creating music often occurs in collaboration, and even when it does happen in seclusion, it's built on the music and experiences that have come before.

He considers the notion of copyright, especially in the age of digital downloads. This certainly affects artists in all fields, as some copyright holders defend their works with increasing vigor and other argue for "information to be free."

Some of his thoughts are about the nature of music itself and what is authentic - do we lose something in recorded music over live performances? What about when the musician "translates" the score? What did the composer intend? This sounds very much like some discussions I've read about the process of translating literature from one language to another. And what about the live audience? How does their presence and reaction to the performance affect and even change it?

Since I do not have a background in music, some of the discussions in Decomposition were beyond me, but never for more than a few pages at a time. It took a long time to finish the book, because there were so many issues and points of view to think about. It's a good book for reading a little bit at a time, to digest in bits, and discuss with others.

Not just for musicians, but for those who are interested in writing, movie making, drama, visual arts, any creative endeavor.
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