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Hymnody As Social Practice

“Heavy metal” now denotes a variety of musical discourses,  social practices, and cultural meaning, all of which revolve around concepts, images, and experiences of power.  The loudness and intensity of heavy metal music visibly empower fans, whose shouting and headbanging testify to the circulation of energy at concerts.  Metal energizes the body, transforming space and social relations.  The visual language of the metal album covers and the spectacular stage shows offer larger-than-life images tied to fantasies of social power, just as in the more prestigious musical spectacles of opera.  The clothing and hairstyle of metal fans, as much as the music itself, mark social spaces from concert halls to bedroom to streets, claiming them in the name of a heavy metal community.  And all of these aspects of power provoke strong reactions from those outside heavy metal, including fear and censorship. – Robert Walser, Running With The Devil: Power, Gender, and Madness in Heavy Metal Music, p.2

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The social interpretation of light and, in the final analysis, of all music is faced  by the one central question: what method is it to employ to avoid, still further presumption in methodology of the ambiguity of the static state of nature – in the components of drives – and of dynamic historical quality – in its social function.  If music, as it has done up to the present, is to escape the schematism of individual psychology, if the most elementary of its effects presupposes a concrete social condition of which it offers a tendentious indication, and if nature itself does not appear in music other than in historic images, then the material character of music might offer an indication that dialectical materialism might not answer the “question” about the relation of nature and history, but that it might rather contribute to the elimination of this question both in theory and praxis. – Theodor W. Adorno, “On The Social Situation of Music,” in Richard Leppert, ed. Theodor W. Adorno: Essays On Music, p. 433

I suppose I’m backtracking a bit.  After a day spent wondering where to take my reflections from my experience on Sunday at Christ The Carpenter UMC, I’ve also been struggling with what probably shouldn’t be a struggle: What should I read?  While I suppose I should continue with Taylor’s A Secular Age, the truth is the “story” he is telling is one with which I’m overtly familiar; he tells it in much the way I would tell it, first breaking the constituent parts then reassembling them to give the reader a picture of the historical movement.  For me, this is well-worn territory, and in all honesty, I’m bored with yet another presentation of something that is as familiar to me as as the clothes I wear.  So, I wonder: What next?

I picked up Robert Walser’s ground-breaking study of Heavy Metal music and was skimming the early pages when the paragraph quoted above leaped out at me.  In a moment, while I hadn’t resolved what I wanted to read next – for all its importance as the first serious musicological study of Heavy Metal; for the way Walser incorporates both social and cultural theory in his analysis both of the music and what another musicologist, writing about British Progressive Rock, Edward Macan, calls the music’s “taste public” (a term I find far more satisfying than “fan”), it is now over 20 years old, dated in its references, and doesn’t include the way the “unity” of the style shattered in the 1990’s even as it morphed in its public presentation – I knew that I had to go back and talk a bit about what music is.  All the important texts I have read over the past several years have wrestled with this most basic question.  Some have been totally absorbed by it, such as This Is Your Brain On Music, which looks at the neurophysiology of music production and reception (as well as the distinctions between those parts of music that exist “out there” in the real world and those parts of music that are wholly produced by how our brain interprets particular types of physical stimuli).  It became clear to me, reading that paragraph from Walser that I  had to discuss the function of music in Church, precisely because our diverse preferences for styles of church music, hymnody, and gospel music are less reflective of reductionist descriptions of the sounds themselves (although these are important and can never be ignored).  Indeed, the distinctions and preferences of individuals and congregations are far more easily, and interestingly, explained by the social function particular musical style play for those who prefer them.  Any attempt to introduce theologically interesting music from outside what is acceptable as “church music” is as much a matter of confronting changing social functions (sometimes radically) as it is personal or congregational preferences for one style over another.

Thus it is that I drag Adorno along to remind us both of the social reality and function of music, as well as the limitations not only of his own particular vantage point, but the limitations of a solely social understanding of music.  For music is many things: it is, at its simplest definition, “organized sound”; it is a particular type of organized sound, emerging from an individual or group of individuals at different points in time; it is both the reflection of and answer to the social contradictions with which all societies live, often seeking to resolve them through a social dynamism in which social distinctions are submerged for the good of the whole.  In the West, particularly the White West, we have lived far too long under the spell of an aesthetic that insists the “highest” art is functionless, existing solely for itself.  Not only those who wrote about music, but those who composed it, on occasion accepted this inhuman, unhistorical, and impossible view of music.  Far too many of those who are current patrons of what is far too narrowly (and ignorantly) called “classical” music – including opera, the ballet, and chamber music – accept not only this understanding; their social practice of listening as a group demonstrates an insufficient understanding of the social function such music played in the past, and how audiences were lively, sometimes rowdy, and that it was for such audiences the music was originally produced.

Yet Adorno nevertheless is important precisely because he forces us to consider not only the historical and socioeconomic embeddedness of all music; he understood that precisely because music is historical to its core, it is thus functional to its core.  It is only when music ceases to be a part of a particular historical moment it becomes what Adorno calls “museum pieces”, his derisive term for much of the music-going public in the mid-20th century, who preferred music from previous centuries than the ongoing, living orchestral tradition that, Adorno continued to argue throughout his life, was ignored precisely because its major function: reflecting the absurdity and contradictions of emerging monopoly capitalism, the music of Schoenberg, Berg, and those who followed in their wake offered a vision of the current age that was far too threatening to be acceptable by the patrons of the arts, who also tend to be among the upper reaches of the bourgeoisie.

If there is any music that exists precisely because it is functional, it is church music.  Removed from the context of worship services, church music becomes less meaningful, even if its presentation is aesthetically pleasing, such as Beyonce’s performance of “Precious Lord”.  When music meant for a particular group of people at a particular time and place to perform particular social functions becomes yet another performance piece, its meaning necessarily changes.  For example, Joan Baez singing “Amazing Grace” and “Swing Low Sweet Chariot” at Woodstock means something completely different than if she were to sing them along with a congregation worshiping on a Sunday morning.

Hymnody, then – as a way of encapsulating all the varieties of church musics, past and present – is a social practice that includes not only the sounds themselves; it includes where they are performed, by whom, under what conditions (solo performance, choral performance, congregational performance), the histories both of the song as well as its reception by the particular congregation performing it.  The well-known backstory to the hymn “It Is Well With My Soul”, for example, can make such a song not only a hymn, but a performance piece for solo or groups, without any reference to any religious context.  Indeed, it can be a song of personal strength in the face of a life tragedy that, while specifically dated (we in the West don’t lose too many to passenger ships sinking) is nevertheless an experience to which all can relate.  On the other hand, a hymn such as “Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus”, cannot be removed from its particular religious setting without becoming meaningless, a performance piece to showcase either vocal virtuosity, or perhaps rearranged to demonstrate technical musical skill.  The particularity of the song, however, is lost.

It is for these reasons – set out only in sketch-like form here – that there is always resistance to changes in music in worship.  We become both familiar and comfortable with particular hymns that have brought solace, comfort, or some other meaning to our lives at particular times; they have become part and parcel of the life-history of a congregation; particular musical styles, including instrumentation and therefore timbres and tone colors, are part and parcel of this identity-forming social function.  Attempts to mix and match musical styles – to bring in “traditional” hymnody, “contemporary” praise music, and perhaps musics from other worshiping traditions, cultures, languages, or even confessional traditions – run up against the social practices of the particular congregation in question, resulting in conflicts rather than a more harmonious (pun intended) acceptance of a wider variety of musical possibilities open to more people.  I believe this is why, for example, in the mid-1980’s when the United Methodist Church last revised their hymnal, the acquiesced to pressure to include the hymn “Onward, Christian Soldiers” despite its questionable theology, and the fact that fewer and fewer congregations actually sing it.  Just the thought of not offering the possibility to congregations who had sung it in the past was perceived as an attack upon their social identity, and the practices including musical practices that make up their identity.

While it might be profitable to become more inclusive in our musical choices both as congregations and as the Church as a whole, we must recognize the very real social barriers that exist in making even incremental changes in our musical practices.  This should give me pause as I try to work out the possibility of including secular musical styles in to our worship.  It might be beneficial to have classes, courses, discussion groups and whatnot in local congregations on hymnody, its history and function, the way musical styles have changed not only with technology (the invention of musical notation; the setting out of the well-tempered chord; the distinctions among musical modes and how they function; the rise of the organ, the piano, and resistance to their use, etc.) but as part of larger social processes rooted in particular histories.  Such an approach, making congregations more self-aware, might offer opportunities for growth, for self-reflection, and for a willingness for at least incremental experimentation with a larger diversity, first of musical style intended for church use.  Only then, perhaps, can we bring our congregations to hear the Word and feel the Spirit in all sorts of musical styles.

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Reflections On

Some of Adorno’s most beautiful, and most floridly descriptive, work in two essays on Gustav Mahler.  I don’t even try to do them justice.  I just point to them, offering a reason to visit again those vast spaces Mahler created.

Reflections On

Adorno tries to show Wagner is still relevant.  I try to show that he that he may be right.

Reflections On

I think I’m polite as possible in raking Adorno over the coals for writing about popular music when it’s clear through his writing he has no idea what he’s talking about.

Reflections On

Here’s hoping I did justice to the complexity, subtlety, and power of Adorno’s essay, “On The Social Situation Of Music”.  Probably not.  But at least I tried.

On Kitsch: Two Examples, One From Heavy Metal, Another From Hip-Hop (Warning: Offensive Language)

In the end, indignation over kitsch is anger at its shameless revelling in the joy of imitation, now placed under taboo, while the power of works of art still continues to be secretly nourished by imitation. . . [Kitsch] incurs hostility because it blurts out the secret of art and the affinity of culture to savagery. – Theodor W. Adorno, Minima Moralia, pp. 225-226, quoted by Leppert, “Commentary: Music and Mass Culture”, p. 364

So I was reading through Richard Leppert’s introductory Commentary essay to the third section of his collection of Adorno’s writings on music.  The section, “Music and Mass Culture”, covers topics that should be self-explanatory, and will be discussed in detail at Reflections On.  Yet the above quote got me thinking about the subject of kitsch in popular music.  It is no less ubiquitous there than in more serious music; indeed, it is often more clearly visible as kitsch even as it is marketed as potentially “serious” popular music.

Both examples come from the late 1980’s, as the music industry was trying to cope with the rise of two different musical styles that nevertheless presented problems both for the traditional music industry as well as society in general.  On the one hand, there was Heavy Metal, a genre full of danger, anger, sexuality, and more than hints at violence.  Since its beginnings in the early 197o’s, it had been the ugly step-child of radio friendly hard rock; by the early- to mid-1980’s however, it was stepping out on its own, full of swagger and pomp, power chords and blast beats.  By the time the 1980’s waned, however, radio was oversaturated with pop-metal bands that combined various elements from rock and metal’s past, from stage presence to the alleged simplicity of the music, and part of the heavy metal scene was dying a deserved death.  In this mix came a band called Steelheart with what I can only describe as the perfect embodiment of anti-metal disguised as metal I have ever seen and heard: “Never Let You Go”.

From the crescendo from an acoustic/electric guitar duet, absent bass and drums, through the lead singer’s sudden leap from a high tenor to a falsetto that verges on soprano, the songs tension/release formula has none because it’s so overdone and predictable..  Guitar chords and solo fills are so familiar they could have been sampled.  In the video, the drummer has an enormous kit in front and surrounding him.  Yet, he only plays about four pieces.  The lyrics are a mish-mash of senseless love song cliches that don’t so much convey emotion as offer an opportunity for the listener to realize how vapid the genre of “power ballad” really is.  The lead singer’s physical performance is a mixture of Robert Plant’s cockey strut, David Lee Roth’s gymnastics (at 3:24 in the video, he pulls a move straight out of Roth’s stage gimmicks, as seen below):

David Lee Roth From The Back Cover Of The First Van Halen Album

David Lee Roth From The Back Cover Of The First Van Halen Album

The singer’s vocal style is reminiscent of the soaring vocals of Judas Priest’s Rob Halford and Iron Maiden’s Bruce Dickinson.  The sexuality the band projects is an almost too-carefully crafted ambiguous androgyny, something noted about Heavy Metal from the beginning.

As a genre, Heavy Metal represented – and still represents – danger.  It is angry, threatening, hinting at sexual abandon, a rejection of social values not only for their superficiality, but for the hypocrisy involved in forcing them upon society while observed-in-absence by those in power.  Finally, the ugliness of the sound of metal, its volume, the use of discord and odd modes to more than hint at evil and threat is replaced by carefully coiffed and dressed performers who don’t seem to sweat, even when they’re miming under the sun in the desert.  If all the other bands I mentioned exemplified the danger of heavy metal, Steelheart is metal kitsch, tout court, and precisely fits Adorno’s description.

In 1988, an album was released from a hip-hop group from Los Angeles.  Called Straight Out Of Compton, NWA (Niggas With Attitude) blasted through the emerging consensus about “rap” – that it was a novelty music, limited to portions of the boroughs of New York City where it first emerged in the late 1970’s; that it offered certain radio-friendly alternatives to the slowly dying rhythm and blues, soul, and funk musics that were just about played out, or were becoming “Adult Contemporary” music (think Anita Baker here).  NWA’s record wasn’t nice.  It wasn’t pretty.  Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, Eazy E, and the rest of the band raged against the racism of the Los Angeles Department in a song entitled “Fuck Da Police”:

Their explicit shout against a racist system was frightening to anyone who had been amused by the RUN-DMC/Aerosmith duet or The Beastie Boys.  There was nothing pretty, and certainly nothing radio-friendly, on this statement of the realities of life on LA’s south side during the 1980’s.

A year later, bursting out of nowhere, receiving nearly ubiquitous radio and MTV play, San Francisco’s MC Hammer told the world, “You Can’t Touch This”

If anything was anti-hip-hop’s future, it was this comforting, family-friendly declaration of Hammer’s rhyming skills, done over repeated sampling of Rick James’s “Superfreak”.  The album from which this song came also had the song, “Pray”, in which Hammer assured listeners he prayed every day.  Even as NWA had taken the political message of Public Enemy, landed it in south-central LA, and made it more visceral, offering others an artistic avenue to vent their rage – among those who emerged from this scene were Snoop Dogg, as well as former members Ice Cube, Dr. Dre, and Eazy E, whose solo record appeared about the same time Straight Outta Compton was released – within a rhythmic, harmonic, and melodic milieu that placed a premium not only on verbal agility but authenticity, what they called “keeping it real”.  With his boyish smile, his rags-to-riches All-American story, MC Hammer was as unlike the unruly NWA as could be imagined.  Hammer was hip-hop kitsch, served up to try and calm the nerves of a mostly white nation, mostly white record company executives, and mostly white radio programmers who didn’t notice that NWA’s vision of what hip-hop could be, precisely because it resonated with African-American experience, was the future, rather than Hammer’s carefully cultivated parachute pants and insistence that it was “Hammer Time”.

I’ll have more to say on Adorno’s view of musical kitsch when that essay comes around.  For now, it’s enough to note that there is art music out there amid the popular noise drowning it out.  While these examples are certainly dated – as am I, I would add – they nevertheless demonstrate Adorno’s understanding both of art – presenting the present world clearly, without either adornment or apology – and kitsch – an imitation that drains the threat and danger of real art even as it seeks to imitate art, and thereby expose the reality that lies behind all of art: We aren’t that far removed from savagery, and can sink in to it at any moment.  The best art is a warning against this reality.  Kitsch is a celebration of anti-artistic savagery, usually produced toward one end – to make money.

 

 

Reflections On

Theodor Adorno, Walter Benjamin, Deep Purple, and Miguel del Rios – together as they should be when regarding an essay entitled “Little Heresy”.