musing musical amusement

what follows are some thoughts
from impressions and thoughts
recently felt and voiced
and thought in response to
the experience of
the tucson folk festival

the idea of having a festival
based on one genre of music
does something by way of
diminishing the genre
making it (the music)out to be something other
than what it actually is
in other words
there is disconnect
between the inspiration for music
and the presumption of projecting it

i would only refer to guy de bord's
thesis of society of the specatacle
"what was once experienced
as real is now only experienced
as spectacle"

the whole idea of "song writing competition"
carries with it a presumption of knowledge
that may not actually have credibility

val;ues such as sincerity
lyrical expression in accord
with musical accompaniment
poetic insight
knowledge of form
integrity in art
these may have little of nothing to do
with the judgement of superiority

oftentimes the "new current"
is presumed to be of greatest interest

rather than attention to tradition
or form the nuanced take on
a purely idiosyncratic expression
is perceived as being "the thing"

why do the girls have the day in music?
music and the politix of gender

it cannot be helped...
ones recordings and availability
and the buying recordings
often means more than what
could be experienced as profundity
in the performace

is the performer trying to get
a foot up in the professional realm
just having fun or taking heed
of the value of tradition and
recognition of the "great ones"?

something is wrong when the
"host" claims ten times the amount of time
of any one performer
and is busy "selling" the event
(which is crazy..for the ones who are present
need no convincing)
there is often a grotesque insensitivity
to ones relative unimportance

musical honesty is compromised
and contorted with the "sound system"

there is a vast difference
between the experience of music
heard intimately
and that which undergoes
amplification or enhancement
for the purpose of wider accessiblity

it is almost impossible to attain
to the gentle experience of music
expressed for the love of it

photographers are possesed of a decided
exaggeration of self importance
to the extent that they presume
to be more essential to the experience
than the audience

we would rather be entertained
than educated

as in many instances
the commentary is held
in equal or superior esteem
to the performace

it may be that the only genuine
projection of "music"
happens within the greater
atmosphere of quiet

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