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In the Piston thread, Ouled Nails mentioned Sessions, in particular the third symphony. I just received a CD of Sessions' symphonies 1, 2, and 3 in the mail yesterday, and have listened to the third symphony. It's a charming and ebullient work, with a shortish opening movement, a scherzo-like movement next, the slow movement in the third place, and a vigorous, energetic finale. All the themes of all the movements are pretty plain to hear, and repeated enough to make them all pretty memorable. (I got the impression, maybe false, that the finale is a kind of microcosm of the entire symphony.)
Listening to it, I was struck, again, with how true it is that people reveal something of themselves when they talk about music but very little about the music itself. Of course, music is really a relationship, that between the sounds themselves and a listener, but in posts to music forums, for instance, that relationship is quite skewed.
Posters reveal at least two things about themselves. One is their prejudices--often prejudices so deeply ingrained one must conclude that they will never be able to truly hear certain musics. How many people, do you suppose, will ever hear how twelve-tone pieces by Schoenberg sound as if written by the same man who wrote Verklaerte Nacht and Pelleas und Melisande, as indeed they were! (How many people will ever be able to listen to Shostakovich's music without thinking "Soviet oppression" or some such?)
The other revelation (and there may be more than two, of course) is where they are in their listening experience. If you can get people to go into any sort of detail about their responses to a piece, you can discover very quickly how they listen and how much listening they've done. And, of course, how flexible they are, how willing to grow and develop.
I popped this talk about larger philosophical issue out of the thread about Piston (whom I thoroughly enjoy), because Ouled's responses to Sessions' music there seemed to provide the perfect opportunity to talk about what we talk about when we talk about music. (Perfect because Ouled seems neither mired in prejudice nor unwilling to grow and develop, hence nothing I've said here could possibly be taken as a personal attack of Mr./Ms. Nails!)
Listening to it, I was struck, again, with how true it is that people reveal something of themselves when they talk about music but very little about the music itself. Of course, music is really a relationship, that between the sounds themselves and a listener, but in posts to music forums, for instance, that relationship is quite skewed.
Posters reveal at least two things about themselves. One is their prejudices--often prejudices so deeply ingrained one must conclude that they will never be able to truly hear certain musics. How many people, do you suppose, will ever hear how twelve-tone pieces by Schoenberg sound as if written by the same man who wrote Verklaerte Nacht and Pelleas und Melisande, as indeed they were! (How many people will ever be able to listen to Shostakovich's music without thinking "Soviet oppression" or some such?)
The other revelation (and there may be more than two, of course) is where they are in their listening experience. If you can get people to go into any sort of detail about their responses to a piece, you can discover very quickly how they listen and how much listening they've done. And, of course, how flexible they are, how willing to grow and develop.
I popped this talk about larger philosophical issue out of the thread about Piston (whom I thoroughly enjoy), because Ouled's responses to Sessions' music there seemed to provide the perfect opportunity to talk about what we talk about when we talk about music. (Perfect because Ouled seems neither mired in prejudice nor unwilling to grow and develop, hence nothing I've said here could possibly be taken as a personal attack of Mr./Ms. Nails!)