Hello,
someone directed me to this forum and this topic, which arises from Arasi quoting from the liner notes of my CD
Time And Distance.
It was originally written as a sort of
credo for that album (from 1997).
I was very surprised about the discussion, and read it with interest.
Thank you Arasi for what you have said about it, and to others who have commented.
I am full of admiration for the quality of your English, which shames many of the natives of this island!
Anyway, I would like to post a reply here.
I hope it will clarify what
I thought I meant (with bad punctuation or not)
The original text is quoted in full after this (coloured blue).
It began: "about renewal" ... which is a big clue as to what I was trying to get at.
Arasi didn't quote this heading and there were some other small but unimportant discrepancies.
A few people here have said it more or less as I meant (especially vk ) but not absolutely.
The ersatz and shallow are not new phenomena in art. They are the unwanted by-products of genuine artistic process in our cultures.
But my little credo was about the cumulative corrosive effect of globalisation and mass communication, which has lead to
simulacra on an epedemic scale.
In the West now it is the norm in so many schools that teach popular/'improvised' music to teach the
surface of things.
This official force-feeding of idioms/styles/genres is almost designed to
"educate the music out of you" (to use an old phrase) ie. to deafen you to your own self.
This is all led by money of course, and plenty of decent talented people are involved in it ... but it's ramifications are remorselessly negative.
When I wrote I did so in a deliberately paired down, and probably too arid form.
The aim was clarity. The polar opposite of florid (nonsensical?) utterances of someone like Santana.
But when I said
"our engagement in pre-existing contexts is only legitimised when distilled - through the small voice inside" ... the use of the word
distilled, while applicable to the artistic process, is not the best choice... and not to be taken too literally.
Then I compound it by saying
"Music that is arrived at by the distillation of style cannot but be real" ... which most certainly
is questionable!
Talking about
style and
substance inevitably strays into philosophical aesthetics.
Style can most definitely be the substance. And
vice versa.
It is not clear, and it is good that it is not clear.
And I didn't go there
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...about renewal...
Musical truth is abstract - in its genesis, and in its experience.
The engines of it's meaning are not represented on it's surface - the source of it's renewal will not be found there - in style.
Music that is arrived by the appropriation of style cannot be real.
The vast cultural legacy exerts such a centrifugal force that it tempts us to go shopping in a candy store of styles - but our engagement in pre-existing contexts is only legitimised when distilled - through the small voice inside.
Music that is arrived at by the distillation of style cannot but be real.
No matter how simple the technical means or manner of expression, it is only through this process that we can ever hope to convey our interior experience, with which, at its still centre, music is joined.
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By the way, I would not call myself a jazz musician.
If anyone is interested then please visit
http://www.overdown.com to hear the music I compose.
I'll finish by adding a short poem I also included in the
Time And Distance inside sleeve notes, which describes the feeling behind the title track of the album.
Time has travelled through me and away
To here and now
It brushes by...this daily dispossessing flow
Once I was homemade, and
I feel from there
The past evolving as I gaze
Time is travelling through me and away
To here and now
It brushes by...this daily prepossessing flow
Once I was homemade, and
I see from there
The future ebbing back to me
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Steve Topping