Here's
something that puzzles me. Thanks to technology, for a few hundred
quid anyone who feels like it can buy recording equipment that would
have astounded the top musicians and producers forty years ago.
Unlimited tracks and sound-manipulation are there for the asking. You
are not restricted by your ability to master an instrument or the
arduous business of getting several musicians to play in unison.
You're not even restricted by how many fingers you have. Any sound
you can think of, you can produce. Any combination of sounds you can
think of, you can produce. Any sound you can record can then be
manipulated in a near infinity of ways. All you need is time and
imagination. So how come the music created with this unprecedented
technological freedom is so arse-achingly predictable?
I'm
not really talking about mainstream pop here. That trots along more
or less as it has done since the late fifties: producing reasonably
catchy songs that have an emotional hook and are good for young
people to dance to. There are more sequencers, synths and auto-tuning
than there used to be, but those are just decorations on a relatively
fixed underlying structure. We shouldn't fall into the trap of
criticising pop for failing at something it's not even trying to do.
With “alternative” music-makers, however, it's a different story.
Those guys are supposed to be pushing boundaries, tearing up
the rule book, and so on. Yet what do we find? You've got electronic
dance music which sounds almost indistinguishable from stuff made
twenty years ago; rap music, which is actually less inventive than it
used to be thanks to legal restrictions on sampling; retro-rockers
and neo-folkies unconvincingly trying to make a virtue out of being
derivative; and the ambient crowd producing lush, abstract
soundscapes which say nothing and are meant to be heard rather than
listened to.
OK,
I'm being harsh. All of the above styles have their good points, and
a lot of talented people are trying hard to produce interesting
music. But, to return to my initial point, doesn't it all seem a bit
conventional and unimaginative given the radical freedom at our
fingertips? Where are the guys recording stuff that makes you shout
“What the fuck is THAT”? For decades we had them, but they seem
to have disappeared at the precise moment when production methods
have never been more in their favour (and maybe that's no
coincidence).
Actually,
although I'm puzzled by the failure of alternative rock to live up to
the potential of its own technology, I'm probably even more puzzled
by the failure of classical music. After all, classical composers
have a veritable tradition of pushing boundaries and tearing up the
rule book. For most of the 20th
century that's virtually all they did. And their experiments in
electronic music predate those of rock by at least a decade – or by
fifty years if you include the pianola as an early type of midi
device. You would have thought that a gifted composer who had studied
Stravinsky, Schoenberg,
Varèse
and Stockhausen (as well as Bach, Beethoven and Brahms) would be
gloriously well-placed to produce something astounding.
And yet it simply hasn't happened. At most, there are a few composers
who incorporate the odd technological adornment into their work as a
nod to the fact that it's no longer 1935. When it comes to exploring
digital possibilities, contemporary classical music shows an
incredibly depressing lack of ambition.
Part
of the reason, I think, is that classical music has never really
embraced the idea of the studio as a compositional tool. Its focus
remains resolutely fixed on what musicians can produce on the spot,
and the studio is only there to capture their performances. And
actually there's something laudable about that; it helps retain a
social, organic aspect to music which is easily lost when it's just
one person in a studio (or bedroom) endlessly fiddling with loops and
compression filters. Nevertheless, you'd have thought there might
have been at least one composer willing to step outside the
performance-centred orthodoxy and spend a year or so creating an
amazing recording that couldn't possibly be reproduced live in the
concert hall. But you'd be wrong.
Well,
here I am moaning about other people not doing what they ought to.
Why don't I give it a go myself, since I seem to think it's so easy?
And that's what I intend to do, although I don't think it will be
easy at all. Technology has opened up possibilities,
but converting that into a worthwhile actuality
is never a simple matter. For one thing, the very inventions that
seem to help us can also work against us. They offer the prospect of
previously impossible creations, but they also make it almost
irresistibly easy to produce shallow variations of the past. That's
certainly something I've found with my own attempts at home
recording. Why struggle to be original when it's so simple to churn
out an endless stream of charming pastiches? I've been down that
road, and although I'm quite proud of some of the things I produced (you can hear some here),
it's time to say enough is enough. It's time to explore – to
genuinely
explore. It's time to refuse to settle. Let's be honest: it's
probable that I won't be up to the task, that the result will be
unlistenable rubbish. But that's still better than the alternative.
Very interesting read Philip. Great shame about the trombone though.
ReplyDeleteYeah, a trombone would've been cool. But I have a clarinet, and that's something.
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