Archive for August, 2005

Automatous Monk endorses Kinky Friedman

Saturday, August 20th, 2005

Automatous Monk, in a press conference given in St. Paul, Minnesota today, endorsed Kinky Friedman in Friedman’s bid for the gubernatorial office of Texas. Monk said, “Kinky and I go way back. I think we first met on the Rolling Thunder Revue. Bob, who is a friend from the old days in Duluth, introduced us. I have the utmost respect for Kinky and think he’d make an excellent governor.”

Schoenberg’s A Survivor from Warsaw

Thursday, August 18th, 2005

Whatever you do, don’t fall asleep while listening to some Debussy followed by Schoenberg’s A Survivor from Warsaw. The Debussy will lull you into a peaceful, somnolent state. Then A Survivor from Warsaw will come on and it…will…scare…the…living…hell…out…of…you. (But I guess that’s sort of the point of it, isn’t it?) I learned this from personal experience.

Heavy metal trombone music

Wednesday, August 17th, 2005

I’ve written what I think is the first ever heavy-metal piece for trombone. It’s called “Gravedigging”, and I’ll post the score here before long.

“But is it music?”

Monday, August 15th, 2005

One question you hear people ask a lot when listening to some strains of avant-garde music is, “but is it music?”. You hear a lot of arguments about what exactly music is and isn’t (in the avant-garde world, anyway). And people waste a lot of time arguing about those definitions.

Well, I think the question shouldn’t be “is it music?”; it should be “does it bear repeated listening?”. Or, to get right to the point, “is it any good?” Because that’s really what matters, isn’t it?

Killing Yourself to Live by Chuck Klosterman

Monday, August 15th, 2005

Chuck Klosterman’s Killing Yourself to Live is worth buying in hardback. I bought it and finished it about a day or two later. It’s not as good as his magnum opus Fargo Rock City, but then how many books are?

However, I would like to have seen a bit more about Bob Stinson. And Paul Westerberg, for that matter. But Westerberg is still alive, so that wouldn’t have been too relevant to this book. Although, Klosterman did have some nice thoughts on the Replacements.

While I’m sort of on the subject of the Replacements and Paul Westerberg, I’d like to propose a thesis of sorts… Just sort of float this idea out there… Aimee Mann and Paul Westerberg are the best pop songwriters since Lennon-McCartney or at least since Difford-Tilbrook. They’re also similar in some way or ways that I can’t quite put my fingers on. Maybe it’s because they’re both classicists. Both of them write songs that are in the classic pop song tradition—there’s nothing particularly avant-garde about either of them. Just verse-chorus-bridge, etc. (Nick Hornby actually describes this better in an essay on Mann than I can.) But, anyway, they’re both great. And I can’t really think of one without thinking of the other for some reason. Even though they’ve never actually wrote together (and I hope they never do, because that sort of thing always ends up being a bit of a disappointment), I kind of think of them as Mann-Westerberg (or Westerberg-Mann, if you prefer).

But, I digress. Getting back to Killing Yourself to Live. Ultimately, the author should have listened to his friend Lucy Chance.

Hello world!

Monday, August 15th, 2005

Welcome to Dancing about Architecture. This is a blog about music. Comments are welcome!