Friday, December 26, 2014

To keep or not (TKON?) 1. Karl Bohm and the 15 Record Mozart Box Set

One might have once upon a time regarded oneself as finely-tuned, but age creeps in and a flabby mindset has taken hold.  We all know that to maintain an edge one has to extricate all the clutter and material that no longer need be at hand.  But my tendency to  hoard and build up box-loads of books and musical items - without fully digesting them - is hugely regrettable. It insults the composers in a way; a mere glance of their product shames me.  Acts to mock me of my follies - while time passes by remorselessly and monies get spent rapidly.  In light of this, I have decided to embark upon a gradual cleanse of texts, records and CDs over the next year - after having experienced them - and write a farewell post prior to sending them on to their next destination, whether that be a recycle shop, a dusty bin - or a newly arranged shelf filled with the never to be thrown away.  Some of the texts will, upon reassessment, posses magic that affects and justify their continued presence in the house.

I had been blissfully unaware of the beauty of Mozart's Symphony No. 7 for four - can it really be? - decades.  It took a local record store in Nakano to have a dirtied 15 record box set for sale at 100 yen in early 2014 for me to enter into a proper relationship with the Wolf.  Karl Bohm composes this one but I'm unsure whether he's interpreting it well or badly compared to others. but the vinyl crackle add to a warmth in the air - the melody segues pleasingly into my joyous, festive mood.  Becalming.  All on my daughter's birthday.  A day when she turned from four to five in the company of her friends at nursery. Away from her parents and I - I've been away from those I love; surrounded by peoples to whom I feel indifferent.  I shouldn't - as I reflect on the sentiments of Pim van Lommel and Baruch Spinoza - but indifference to these peoples ring strong.

This is wrong - I am a Spinozean and should revise my thinking.

The box set is in quite a state, but the effect of the music on the house is good.

To keep or to throw?:  Undecided (26/12/14)

Notes on Mozart's Symphony No 7:

Mozart's Symphony No. 7 in D major was  completed in Vienna in 1768, just after his family had returned from a holiday trip to Olomouc (see pic above) and Brno in Moravia.  That this four movement symphony was later reworked to become an Overture in Mozart'sopra ('La finta semplice') is news to me. 

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Furtive Fort

Furtive Fort (spontaneous)

Furtively, I return to a previous time

Survey the scene; see who remains

View the penmanship regulars

And imagine Authentic Voices to whine:

Turncoat!  That hotch-potch of a man!
Demote!  Return the dime of kindness, given freely
Deselect! You! Who quit without warning...

And nobody noticed depart

Move to Vote against those who leave without mourning...

Such thoughts are in my mind, at least.
Now necessary business is now complete,

But I want to swim back into the scene,
And quietly too

Taking pleasure in imagining refusal
While knowing one is





Sunday, January 04, 2009

Desperate but not serious.

When he saw her, he was desperate.

Desperate for normality; desperate for love.

Now looking back, for expectations that were not fleshed out,

he sees her world needs alien to his;

That the selfishness she claims is all her own.

"I walked into it;

I walked into your castle,

a filled exchequer and a tough history

With the distinct smell of carrion. "

What a carry on!

He was desperate, not understanding her social needs.

Calmly, it wells up again,

and the self admits an adamant truth,

heard in infancy:

"If I were kind and adoring

How would that be?

Very boring."

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Friday, January 02, 2009

Have They The Right?

From Heinz with his tribute to Eddie Cochran, we move to another Joe Meek produced 1964 smash hit, 'Have I The Right?' A song often referred to in pub quizzes owing to the bands female drummer, Honey Lantree, and her then unique role. It's typical of its time; songs of longing and love were popular with the British public, as indeed they continue to be. With its Mo Tucker-esque primitive drum beat and a piercing guitar line, it's one pop tune that unites pop fans with a more alternative breed.

But the song title takes me off in another direction and stimulated the quesion: Does a state have the right to put cameras in classrooms? It's happening in England, a place where liberty is prized but there are more security cameras per head than anywhere in the world. People need to look even closer at what is happening. One writer who consistently does, Henry Porter, has just written a great piece on Comment Is Free entitled What Vaclav Havel Can Tell Us", which unfortunately has received far less comments that articles on stamping out prejudice in sport and the heavily funded advertisements for atheism adorning buses in the UK and US.

Havel, in a 1989 speech to the Czech people said, "Let us not be mistaken: the best government in the world, the best parliament and the best president, cannot achieve much on their own … Freedom and democracy include participation and therefore responsibility from us all."

But Porter notes that: "The British of today and the Czechs of two decades ago are hardly in comparable situations. The Czechs had moved rapidly from the long night into daylight, whereas we have slid from a society of enduring liberal values and respect for rights into a kind of half light that has been brought about by a determined state as well as the apathy and complacency of quite large numbers of people."

I don't know what it's like in the States, but in England people had better wake up quick. Here in Japan, as far as I have experienced, there are no schools which have put closed circuit TV cameras in the classrooms of four year olds. But in Britain, reports Jason Lewis, this is the case. A company called Classwatch is saying devices can be "set up to record everything that goes on in a classroom 24 hours a day and used to compile ‘evidence’ of wrongdoing."

Now, this automatically assumes that wrongdoing is everywhere. It isn't, but, as far as I have gleaned, seeing and experiencing wrongdoing is a valuable learning experience in itself. If a class is full of wrongdoers, then the teacher needs to change his or her approach. The cameras are an insult to all, and another tool brought about by that determined state that Porter has stated is weakening British society.

If we look deeper at the company 'Classwatch', a name which echoes Crimewatch - a BBC programme that reconstructs unsolved crimes, we find that the Shadow Children’s Minister Tim Loughton is the firm’s chairman. Does a Member of Parliament have the right to hold such a position? This interest appears to conflict with his parliamentary position, to represent constituents who may or may not have been consulted on the use of these intrusive tools. The Classwatch position, if reported accurately, is not mentioned on his blog.

I wonder if his children go to schools with CCTV fitted classrooms? It would be interesting to discover if they do, because I am trusting a Daily Mail article, after all. Classwatch have listed an article published in The Guardian on their website, that includes the claim that pupils like being filmed and that there are educational advantages to this. Have a look.

"Have I the right to hold you*

You know I've always told you

That we must never ever part

No no no no no."

* = (in the screen).

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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

(Saw in the New Year) .... Just Like Eddie!

Lots of good advice in the messages to the last post. Somehow Barbara imagined that I'd be whooshing down the slopes, and though I'd love to have been, it wasn't quite that way. As a Brit, perhaps that's unsurprising. Though full of admiration for those who effortlessly weave their way through slalom courses, and as a former avid viewer of Ski Sunday on BBC2, the twists and turns that I hoped would be evident in some form were somewhat beyond me. But I realised, when trying to recover from my umpteenth tumble, that I actually resembled an Olympic participant from the past. My poor balance, lack of flair and self-deprecating spirit made me appear just like Eddie.

Eddie 'the Eagle' Edwards was the first British participant in an Olympic ski jump contest. Despite him breaking down barriers, he was a figure of fun due to his lack of skill but a respected one in light of his will to challenge his self. Later declared bankrupt, he earned more than a pretty penny for his amateurish dares. He came up in conversation with the owners of Schiheil, the ski lodge we stayed in at Ishiuchi, within Niigata prefecture. Their service was nothing but first class, their lodge seconds from ski lifts that take you to the top of Niigatan mountains.

Their hospitality extended beyond the convenience for the slopes. The food served (delicious catfish with paprika sauce, home made bread dipped with blueberry yoghurt, beef stroganoff ....) was top notch over the two days spent there. Home comforts were also provided via an absurdly cute dog (Riku-chan), a ninja son the same age as my own and wireless Internet access. So, when my shortcomings at skiing were made clear, I could join in with making an igloo with the lad and the residents of the lodge.

Couldn't have been just like Eddie in a more suitable place!

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