Mental Mastication

It’s not often that I listen to a new CD and not five minutes into it think, “Wow!” The music, the performance, the sonics, each gives Brobdingnagian chunks of aural nuggets to chew on, crunchy, crispy, crackly, gooey, sticky, creamy. There’s mind bending crumples all through this music. Imagine a nearly extinct instrument that’s been solidly replaced by the pianoforte, used ages ago for archaic music (Baroque period and earlier, over three hundred years past), getting renewed attention and being taken in directions that Bach, Telemann, or Scarlatti could never have imagined. Whether it’s the unique sound of the harpsichord and its association with early music, or the innuendos of Baroque/Renaissance styles in many of the compositions, and the twisted selections Vinikour chose to perform, there’s something quite advanced and mind boggling here. Think : Back on magic mushrooms, Scarlatti on psilocybin, Telemann on peyote, and you might get an inkling of what to expect. But not all the works harken back to the harpsichord’s roots, some are through and through contemporary, and perhaps a bit harder to swallow. Nonetheless, it’s worth gnawing on, especially with a second or third listening. Patterns, colors, textures, and flickering contrasts will tingle your tongue.

I could hear a piece or two on this CD making a crossover to some contemporary pop genre in a DJ’s mix. There’s gotta be some ravers out there who could really chow down on this stuff. The sound of the Wolf harpsichord alone, modeled after a Dumont instrument, built in 1707, with its full, brash, bold sound, is enough to fill your ears with glorious sonorities. Add in the lush harmonies, winding modulations, and abrupt syncopation the composers inject into their musical recipes and you’ve got a rich stew that shouldn’t be limited to music school recital halls. Although, I must admit, sixty plus minutes is filling, too filling. It’s best split in half.

The music gets an A+ for creativity and raw power, but downgraded to a minus for, at times, taking itself too seriously. It’s at times heavy handed modernism trying too hard to be progressive, but ending up only sounding irate. My favorite pieces are the three earliest; “Recitative and Toccata Percossa,” by Mel Powell, written 1953; “Ostinato,” by Henry Cowell, 1960; and “Spiders,” by Ned Rorem, 1968, also coincidentally the first three cuts on the CD. Actually, there are only two exceptions to the chronological order of all the works. (Coincidental?) Don’t take this as meaning it’s all downhill after the third cut—no. There are more treats on the table with Thomas Benjamin’s “Three Movements – ‘Semi-Suite’,” 1988, its abstract Prelude, bittersweet Cantilena, and spicy Toccata; and the foamy “Tourbillon Galaxy” by Patricia Morehead, 2012.

To give you a taste, here are a few nibbles.

from Powell’s Toccata :

Cowell’s Ostinato :

Prelude from Benjamin’s “Semi-Suite” :

This two disc set, one Blu-ray audio recorded in multi-channel DTS 24/192, and one standard CD, includes a welcomed comprehensive booklet with brief bios on Jory Vinikour and the composers, along with notes on the compositions and the revival of the harpsichord. The multi-channel version is well done. The surround channels are in proper balance to give you concert hall immersion without it being conspicuous or distracting—no multi-channel game playing—you’ll almost forget you’re at home. I now have six Sono Luminus Blu-ray/DTS recordings, each one is a prime example of multi-channel mixing and mastering done right.

(||) Rating — Music : A- ║ Performance : A+ ║ Recording : A ║
 Jory Vinikour, Toccatas:Modern American Music for Harpsichord, Sono Luminus, 2013

 

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Where in the World is Thomas Paine?

When it shall be said in any country in the world, “My [people] are happy; neither ignorance nor distress is to be found among them; my jails are empty of prisoners, my streets of beggars; the aged are not in want, the taxes are not oppressive; the rational world is my friend, because I am a friend of happiness”: when these things can be said, then may that country boast of its constitution and its government.

Moderation in temper is always a virtue; but moderation in principle, is a species of vice.

Thomas Paine, a name well known from history, well known as a prominent figure in the founding of the United States of America, but not given the same praise, or attention, or credit as many others. According to Harvey J. Kaye, in his book, Thomas Paine and the Promise of America, he should be given more attention and credit. To understand why this is the case would be to understand Paine’s background. It would require taking a close read of his writings. He was a revolutionary and a radical. He was a strong proponent of representative democracy, and a vehement denouncer of royalty, aristocracy, and any form of economic or political oppression and elitism.

Today, Paine would be reviled by the mainstream press, by clergy, by republicans, by democrats, and even the tipsy tea-party folk. If he were alive, and still free to voice his thoughts, he’d have to deal with mountains of rhetorical haranguing, and probably go into exile for self preservation. (Sound like anyone in the news lately?) He was tried and convicted of seditious libel, in his absence, in Great Britain. And yet, he’s reservedly respected for his contributions to the American revolution, not only before the Declaration of Independence, with his most influential work, Common Sense, but just as importantly with his prolific trail of subsequent pieces that helped keep the focus on independence and democracy. His words spread meteorically; his pamphlets sold in the hundreds of thousands, in multiple editions, and multiple translations. It was a publishing phenomenon that today would rank him number one on the best seller list with each new world record breaking publication. He influenced the French revolution, the demise of monarchies, and the push towards democracy throughout Western Europe. Yet little is really known, or taught in American History about how profoundly his words effected both sides of the Atlantic, or how precarious the revolution was, or how strongly his words resonated within the populace. Kaye’s book probes the impact of his writing and its continued relevance.

This is a history lesson that needs review. Especially now, when our democracy is at risk. When our economy is topsy-turvy. Our people are not happy; ignorance and distress are found across the continent; jails are full, beggars are commonplace; the aged are in want, and though taxes are not oppressive, corporations and the wealthy are certainly not paying their fair share; the rational world is being challenged as the enemy rather than applauded as friend. We can not boast.

There is a saying : Good government is ashamed of its poverty; bad government lacks for shame of its rich. We appear unconcerned with poverty—continually pretending it’s the fault of the victim. And we’re gleefully proud of the undeserving rich—hoping against the odds that maybe we’ll be part of that one percent someday. It’s easy to overlook and forget that the US was founded by revolutionaries and radicals. Those who dared stand up to the established authorities, king and church, their own homeland. Those whom we honor in our history books were outlaws. They recognized the inequities and the exploitation swaggered by the rich and powerful. This book puts a spotlight on a pivotal figure, not just for the US, but for civilization. He flattered himself a kind of prophet for democracy and egalitarianism. In his time he was. It’s a reminder of how far we’ve come, and how much we’ve lost to memory.

We don’t need another Thomas Paine. What we need is to bring the principles he wrote about back to life.

Thomas Paine and the Promise of America, Harvey J. Kaye, Hill and Wang, 2005

[A Paine in the ass : America’s Crazy Uncle]

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