Hi ON,
Clarissa and ALGERNON and a few others are all the same person. Peace will now return to the forum. Sorry for the disruption.
Rojo, none of the moderating team, yourself included, have any need to apologise.
Glad to hear it's sorted, though.
Now, as you say, back on topic.
I think that some guy is spot on.
But I am going to dare to go slightly further and also attempt to respond to the central tenet of Andrew's comments, and I hope that forum members will forgive me a little anecdotal interlude here.
When I was at college at the beginning of the 1980s, studying performing arts (including music), we had to listen to modern serious music, including being told to attend a concert of such on campus. I detested it. I'd studied music at school until 'A' level, as well as art; I detested modern, non-figurative art too.
Fast forward a couple of decades and, for various reasons, I finally experience an adolescence. As a direct result, my mind, if you will, starts to expand, to take on board more and more more information. My vocabulary expanded hugely.
In the last few years, I have deliberately made efforts to expand my experience of art, music and literature. In the case of art, attending exhibitions started me on a path to seeing modern art differently and as having something 'to say' to me. That reached a fascinating point this year when, during a course on the humanities, a programme approached the question of Jackson Pollock. I've always derided Pollock's work, but the programme very cleverly made me look at it and gave me an understanding of what it is. Earlier this month, I was visiting the Pompidou in Paris and saw my first Pollocks 'in the flesh'. I was able to look at them, appreciate them and enjoy the experience.
In terms of music, it's been about slowly expanding my horizons, starting mainly from the point of a compilation of John Adams's
Shaker Loops and other pieces by Phillip Glass and Steve Reich. I enjoyed (yes, the 'enjoyment' word
) that enough that I have branched out a little further.
My initial experiences with listening to Stockhausen have made me want to listen to more. I find
Stimmung very soothing – almost hypnotic – in a way that reminds me of chant. It is, I think, a sort of modern equivalent of that; very clean, minimalist lines; quite pure and futuristic in a way I've always imagined the future would be, but yet with that link to the past (chant).
Now, a number of things occur: it seems that, in order to get past convention and allow oneself to explore such art or music with an open mind, one has to open the mind. That is an intellectual exercise. But an appreciation of any form of music (or art) is not the same as liking it. That lecture taught me to understand, on a basic level, Jackson Pollock's paintings. To understand still does not mean enjoyment. It's quite important to stress that one can understand something – and understand it's importance – without needing to personally like it. Over time, a body of serious criticism grows around work that gives us a grounding in why some music (for instance) is 'better' and more important than other music. We can start to understand timelines and development of an artform, so we know that, whether we personally like them or not, Mozart, Beethoven and Wagner were all absolutely crucial to the development of the tradition of serious western music.
Finally, emotional response. I respond to what I have thus heard of Stockhausen in a similar way to how I respond to chant. It's different to how I respond to Bach or to Beethoven or to Wagner or Johann Strauss II or Richard Strauss – or to different works by any of the above mentioned or countless others. For instance, my emotional response to Mozart's
Requiem has often involved tears (there are complex reasons for this and I'm not going to waste space explaining them, but this is something that has occurred on a number of listenings). On the other hand, when I listen to Richard Strauss's
Thus Sprake Zarathustra, I feel as though I'm floating in a pool of honey. Both are emotional responses, but both are very different emotional responses.
But I don't for one minute expect that these are objective responses and that everyone else who ever hears the same pieces will respond in the same way (for starters, no two people will ever hear or see a work in the same way and even one person will never see or hear the same work in the same way twice – that 'living' quality of art is one of things that makes it so powerful). That's why, although emotion is important in terms of dealing with art, it cannot be the ultimate way in which we judge a piece of work. For that, we have to return to that body of serious critical work.
I hope some of that makes sense!