Month: December 2010

On Choosing A Path: Conducting to Ethno

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I get asked quite often why I pursued a grad. degree in conducting even though I knew I wanted to be an ethnomusicologist. There are a lot of reasons: it was the right time and place. I wanted to study more intensely with my undergraduate major professor. I was still teaching kids at the time and wanted to build a skill set. I had an amazing assistantship opportunity. I wanted to build my resume a bit before I set off to come, well, here. I knew it would  add validity so that when this intense period of study passes, I can dig up my wind band roots and direct a civic ensemble if it’s meant to happen.  On top of those things, I wanted to develop leadership abilities, expand upon undergraduate conducting courses, and gain a better understanding of standard repertoire. My New England roots are in early band music. I was raised on the bandstand.

In retrospect, a degree in conducting has become a continuous personal evaluation and outlet for musical self-reflection.  It’s difficult at this point, having switched coldly from performance in music to writing about music (sans performance). Though I’m building bimusicality through “world” ensemble participation, it’s a completely new animal. Most of my Western music experience sits on the back burner, however I imagine I unconsciously use more of it than I realize.

By conducting, I became a better ensemble musician. I learned that the conductors I admire are also teaching artists. I learned how to prepare scores for practical use, how to program concerts (yes, this is a skill), and how to be a strong music advocate to those who wish the arts to take a back seat to more pragmatic things.

I am grateful having had the opportunity to work with kids of all ages (band/orchestra/jazz), community groups, college ensembles, and “professional” musicians (I hate that word – throw it on my list with the terms “scholarly” and “academic source”). However, one of my biggest learning experiences: teaching young musicians in their first ensemble settings.

Consistency of conducting was essential because young musicians are still learning to respond to basic conducting gestures. The pedagogical result was that I learned to focus my skills. My students were constantly looking for cues, reassurance, and consistency. This experience was a great self-teaching tool.  The independence required to conduct is more demanding than most people realize – it’s important to become your own teacher. Without an ensemble available at all times, you must rely on mirror practice (yes, actually conducting in front of a mirror), score study, and self-reflection.

As an ensemble musician, I’ve learned to pay more attention to conductor nuances, to know other people’s parts as well my own (this one’s the key to musicality), to take ownership of phrasing, and the importance of the breath as an individual, a section, and an ensemble unit.

At the end of the day, I will never consider myself a conductor. Though I can stand on a podium and wave my arms around with enough success to get through the work, I feel like conducting should still be an apprenticeship system and degrees should only supplement that apprenticeship. I have several favorite conductors: Marin Alsop, Frank Battisti,  Simon Rattle, Leonard Bernstein, Gustao Dudamel, and Arturo Toscanini are at the top of the [very varied] list. All of them have uniquely effective conducting techniques, however I also admire them for what they bring/brought to the profession. The one distinction that I see in all of them is that they all want(ed) to share their music with the world, and not just typical highbrow concertgoers.

Bernstein never just showed up for the job. He used his Young People’s Concerts to share classical music with those who couldn’t be in the concert hall, and Marin Alsop is following his cue with her incredible educational pod and v-cast programming (and yes, I’ll admit that it helps that she’s a queer female conductor for me to look up to whose at the top of her game). Simon Rattle is introducing complex contemporary music to a traditional setting and saying, “If I can’t try to play the pieces with the Berlin Philharmonic, then who can play them?” Every third concert of Rattle’s is now taped and clipped for mass viewers on at his request. Frank Battisti is the leading figure today in wind literature and aims to expand peoples’ knowledge on the subject through expert music making and the creation of teaching artists.  His conducting experiences have raised him to such a level. Gustavo Dudamel has a relentless energy and passion for music. He presents it to the world when he stands on the podium, and his ensembles play better as a result of both. Finally, Arturo Toscanini exhibited absolute professionalism and near-perfection in every conducting gesture he made.

Well good, now when people ask me why I pursued a graduate degree in conducting even though I knew I wanted to be an ethnomusicologist, I can spare them the blabber and point them here. Okay, maybe not. The older I get, the more I fall into line with the idea that life happens to us – we don’t happen to life. Everything happens for a reason and everything that’s meant to happen, will happen. Enough fluff for you?  Karmic law. If anything, the degree allowed me to gain three strong mentors, one in particular who’s become a dear friend.  Perhaps one day I’ll do an ethnomusicological study on international ensemble leaders.

Storing Ethnographic Moments

I’m guilty of over-posting photos to facebook. I have an addiction to discovering ethnographic moments.  I really can’t deliver an apology for this – it’s what I do. When I lived in New Orleans, one day something clicked and everything became fieldwork. Every time I saw a musician, which was every day, I had to stop, listen, and snap a photo – even if it was my own ensemble or friends. My 16GB iPhone is bursting with video clips and photos (thousands of them).  Now that I’ve got this nifty digital camera, the numbers are multiplying.  As an aside, I’m excited about taking Matador U’s Travel Photography class this spring… p.s. Matador is my favorite website on the planet. If you haven’t checked it out, do so.

The problem? I’m not really sure what to do with all the photos and clips that are hanging out on my phones, hard drives, and memory cards. I’m hesitant to take them off my phone in case my hard drive has a stroke. Similarly, I’m afraid to keep them on my phone in case I lose it. I don’t know which photo-sharing site to trust. Flickr? Webshots? External hard drive? Perhaps a .mac account would be a good idea. I’m thinking out loud here. When I take notes or highlight articles, I have to have hard copies. I’m not quite sold on everything-digital yet. There are too many flaws – and when I say flaws, I mean I’m just not knowledgeable enough on safe digital storage options. I can’t imagine having boxes of photos lying around the house, but maybe it’s what needs to be done.

The American Folklife Center has a great website and a good concise guide to fieldwork that you can download as a PDF. I picked up a hard copy at the Society for Ethnomusicology conference in L.A. last month. It’s got a lot of great tips, though the equipment section (though meant to be super-basic) could use some updating. Thirty years from now when I write a textbook to be read by at least a dozen undergraduates, I might want to include a photograph of a Mardi Gras Indian that I took in 2006. Perhaps I’m just having some leftover “Katrina anxiety”. Losing the only home videos/photos I had of my father (died when I was 7) gave me a complex. It also taught me to keep everything important ziplocked and sealed in Rubbermaid containers. So, what do you do with your digital photos to ensure safe storage? Thoughts?


In Anticipation of Fluffy Blankets

Well, this semester’s over, and grades are up. I’ve got three weeks to be silly, watch sitcoms, and play catch-up with the family. Meanwhile in reality-land, I have about forty books checked out of the library and most will be accompanying me to Massachusetts. I’m looking forward to curling up on mom’s leather couch with a fluffy blanket and some hot cocoa for about ten days straight while I sift through them all. If there’s one disappointment I have in this semester, it’s that I’ve barely jumped into my own work. The past few months have been about acclimation.  Time to step up my game (how lame is that?).

I’ve decided not to take my laptop with me either to MA or Italy, so once I leave (in a few days), my next post will probably be in January. Let me apologize in advance, because when I come back I’ll be backdating a few.