'Out of the cradle, endlessly rocking...'

Saturday, January 5, 2013

music criticism...

     Why o why are waltzes associated with the New Year, as the pagans call it? There's even a Strauss festival to ring in the day. I stumbled upon it as I drove from Ohio to Florida. Now, now a waltz plays over the muzak here at the place of writing and tea. It's the Twelfth Day of Christmas, for crying out loud. Give us some Renaissance music, for the love of God. Make like it's a court in Tudor England, with lot's of hand-held drums and lutes and suchlike.
     Well, now, with the illogic of muzak, even 'classical', we have, sounds like Haydn, but really now who can tell over time? This music as faint background annoys me. True, true, some pieces we admire were in their spacetime divertimenti for the famous and fatuous. All the same, dear reader, we don't recall each divertimento composed, say, at the time of Mozart, but we do remember Eine Kleine Nachtmusik, which is delightful even if the Mozart cult is a tad mannerist.
     O well, it would be better for all if there were no muzak of any kind. Alas and alack the day, your factotum has not been granted the absolute power needed to make such sweeping social changes.

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