The beginning of musical discrimination comes from consideration of the faculty of judgment.  Simply, one judges and then orders.  However this is not the entire story, but only the beginning of an awareness of intrinsic difference.  One problem typically encountered when making an aesthetic determination is the supposed lack of objective criteria upon which to base one’s judgment.  This view of the subjective nature of aesthetics is primarily due to a misunderstanding of what can be called “objective,” and the misunderstanding’s genesis can be traced back to the so-called scientific revolution, for example the comparative method of Galileo.  An explanation taken from the Galileo Website of Buffalo SUNY states:

In sharp contrast to the absolute, categorical and hierarchical world of Plato and Aristotle, the world of science is relative and comparative. An object is not large, but large compared to some other thing. A work of art is not beautiful in an absolute sense, but it is more or less beautiful than some standard.

But in our modern world it is this very standard that is missing.  And it is not clear how there could even be a “standard” unless there was an objective hierarchical order that one could identify and use as an arbiter.  Many under the spell of modern science have not surprisingly come to believe that Beauty is, in fact, a rather meaningless concept apart from whatever one happens to like at any given moment.  And what one happens to like is itself subject to change, and may even change again, back to whatever came before with just as much legitimacy.  Of course it would be wrong to lay the blame for the entire state of affairs on modern science inasmuch as we may also cite the epistemological ground found in late medieval nominalism, which at its extreme denied the ontological ground for universals.  This, coupled with the idea that at its ultimate level matter (that is, the composition of substance) is the same for all and everything, a throwback to Democritus, leads to the conviction that the very idea of objective ordinal categories are chimerical.  If everything is ultimately the same, how is it even possible?  Thus it is that nowadays we have folks arguing that aesthetics, as a science, is pointless, and in the extreme absurd.  But in order to understand the solution to this problem, and in order to recover an aesthetic foundation, it is necessary to confront an earlier way of thinking.

It cannot be denied that from the time of David Hume our rational nexus with experience has been shaken.  The entire ground for causation was lost, and the link between what is discovered, and what ought to be, was divorced.  Too, with modern science and the drive for reductionism it was understood by many that the generation of things in matter, and even life itself, was purely a random occurrence [ex: speciation through natural selection in biology; the so-called Uncertainty Principle in quantum physics; etc.].  Missing in it all are understandings previously known, yet abandoned from at least the 16th Century onward.  To wit: a notion of telos— an idea of nature (as in a thing’s nature or natural end); essentialism (the idea that everything has an essence and its essence is intrinsic to that particular thing); and finally, that all of this can be known through reason in conjunction with empirical observation.

The Classical world view was fundamentally different from modern thinking.  In spite of their differences Plato and Aristotle lived in the same world, and understood it in a way that makes a recovery of their thinking particularly troublesome for moderns, however necessary it is for us to recover.  For Plato, Beauty was a real thing, and particular aesthetic artifacts participated in Beauty to a greater or lesser degree depending upon their perfection.  How is Beauty a real thing?  Its ontological status consists of it being a universal exemplar, and its psychological status consists of the fact that it is not known empirically as an individual thing, but rather is known rationally, through our understanding of the universal.  And as a universal, Beauty exists prior to any particular instance of its manifestation.  Turning to Aristotle we see that a particular thing’s existence can be expressed four ways: what it is made of (its matter, or material cause); how it manifests in the world as a particular example of a class of things (its formal cause); how it is affected by other things (its efficient cause); and its end according to its nature (the final cause).

To understand Classical notions of Beauty and to understand music objectively one must have a firm grasp on these concepts.  To contrast, modern science would approach music empirically, and in a disinterested manner.  It would count the number of notes in a work, weigh the type of notes and their shapes, figure out scales and the harmonic relationships, and so on and so forth.  Then it would proclaim that because both the Beatles and Bach use the same notes, an equivalence between the two exist at music’s most basic and fundamental level.  In fact, modern science might consider the Beatles superior because they created sounds that were not available to Bach.

Classical aestheticians would approach their study of music differently.  First, they would ask, what is the nature of man, and what of his end?  And how does the particular piece of music, an artifact of human invention, relate to that end?  They may discover that there are different natures for different types of men, and hence different possible ends.  They would then ask how music affects or influences each nature differently?

The first thing to notice is that of different human natures.  Today, with the advent of Marxism, human nature is really a misnomer.  Men, indeed the entire social order, are understood simply as a product of a contingent material cause differentiated by economics.  If there is found a difference among men and societies it is not intrinsic and discoverable through an understanding of unchangeable natural law, but is rather something fluid, and amenable to metamorphosis by modification of positive law.  However, this latter understanding is really not an understanding, but simply the imposition of an ideology upon nature.  To suppose that, for instance, sub-Saharan African tribal dance is aesthetically equivalent to the Chinese Kun opera, or the Western classical ballet, and that with some social tweaking one group could adopt the form of the other, is to lose sight of the nature(s) of men.  In fact, each of these forms developed as an outward expression of the essence of racial characteristics within different groups, and it is impossible think that one group could have ever created the other’s art.  Bantu gyrations are the natural expression of savage negro nature, just as the formal, precise, almost slow-motion movements of Kunqu express a reserved and introspective nature intrinsic to Far Eastern sensibility.

We now rightly ask, what is the musical nature of Western man?  Without offering a direct answer, one must be reminded to always look toward our end, or final cause.  Aristotle understood that men (Greek men) had a political end.  For Aristotle the polis, not a universal democracy where everyone is equal, but an organic state of equal citizens where only the few could be citizens [Politics 1259b 5], exists logically prior to the individual [Politics 1253a 20].  Thus we may wonder, should not music promote a certain political theme?  Here, the word “political” can be understood in an expanded sense encompassing the entire social-economic-religious-political regime.  That is, we must expect to find a music that both underscores and attempts to generate a cohesive social order through citizen participation, but one that includes all aspects essential to an organic order.  From this understanding it is clear that within our present multicultural pluralist “order” (really, a lack of order) that the music we encounter on a day to day basis is noxious, comprised as it is of alien and subversive influences that exist contrary to the needs of our indigenous, but now dispossessed, race.

Finally we understand that men have multiple needs, yet these needs must be legitimately ranked.  What is good is whatever supports these needs.  Within Western tradition we find this realization as a basis of a long forgotten scholastic philosophy stemming originally from the Classical period.  St. Thomas Aquinas wrote, “Goodness is that which all things desire…” [ST I.5.4], but here it must be understood that a thing is only desirable to the degree that it approaches perfection.  But where can we look to find perfection?  Again, it is only through the intellect (not through sense perception or imagination) that perfection can be known.  Thus we find that any instance of a triangle approaches perfection to the degree that it participates in, or mirrors, or instantiates the mental understanding of triangularity.  Alternately, any instance of art approaches perfection inasmuch as it participates in our idea of Beauty.  And Beauty fulfills a need occasioned by our final end, or telos.   Symposium tells the story of the ascent of desire toward what should be our highest end.  The priestess of Zeus, Diotima, schools the young Socrates through the stages of Eros.  But her knowledge is only revealed after the common flute girls have been sent away, and only after the explication of the purpose and proper use of both the vulgar Muse Polyhymnia, and her divine sister, Urania.  To achieve our proper end, one must progress.  But first one must know where one is going, and one must know what is most helpful along the way, and what is not.

 

Henri Dutilleux

 

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How right you are about the Diamond Jubilee, AngloAmerikan! Peter Hitchens’ response to it in the Mail on Sunday is a good summation of the idiotic cult of pop music in general. He is, to my knowledge, the only well-known journalist in the UK who dares to criticise pap music as a childish fad, despite knowing that he will be subjected to a flurry of insults and called a “snob” by tasteless cretins. Read it here:

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I used to listen to various shades of pop music as a teenager, but I gave it up altogether after daring to spend some time thinking about the philosophy of music. Pop music was little more than a bad habit which I eased into because that is just what young people do nowadays; but, they also tend to internalise liberal lies. If I could reject the liberals’ brain poison, why should I have continued to embrace their favoured music without question? Once the question has been raised, there is only one serious conclusion to be made.

The old card about “personal taste ” is an easy and lazy answer, and anyone who hides behind it must exclude himself from making proclamations about the sub-par quality of simian music. He has already admitted, by refusing to face his critics and blabbering instead about “personal taste”, that he does not believe in absolute standards, rendering all critical comment on music redundant. The logical outgrowth of his own premise is that his opinions on music are no more valuable than those of a ghetto coon. He can accept that if he wants, but he shouldn’t expect everyone else to embrace cultural relativism.

Reading some of the comments by IFA and Cesar on Counter-Currents, this site and IFA’s site, as well as the reactions against them by the defenders of Rammstein, strengthened my resolve to oppose rock music with all of the vigour that I can muster. It cannot be tolerated!

 

Last week, I watched the Brazilian movie, City of God. It was made in 2002 and, like other modern movies, had untenable situations (gorilla-esque nigger as the hero who achieves something) and disgusting propaganda (said nigger sleeping with white woman; woman sexual aggressor). Anyway, seeing so many nigger and part-nigger faces was truly horrendous and very irritating; so much so, in fact, that I fantasized about carpet-bombing the favelas (slums) of Brazil and killing those niggers and part-niggers. The niggers scared me, but the part-niggers angered me. Why? Because, they symbolize products of gratuitously gross sexuality and resultant monstrosities. A drunken Portuguese man fornicating with anything; as long as it has a slit between its legs and perambulates bipedally, it’s viable for fornication. Also, it’s a symbol of something that should never exist; i.e., a hybrid many times over of whites and part-niggers: curly hair here, frizzy hair there, lighter skin, darker skin, etc.; a veritable hodgepodge of physical degradation and animalistic anomalies. And just a sea of brown. A god-damned, veritable sea of mocha.

At least there’s something noble about the nigger in that he is a pure-bred. He might stink, look like a gorilla, and be a congenital wanton, but at least he has maintained his racial purity and, in this sense, and perhaps only in this sense, is he ennobled. Not so the part-niggers.

Be that as it may, when I told my wife what I wanted to do, she looked at me, beaming, and, like a puppy-dog, said, “I love you,” with a drawn out “love”.

Where else can I find a woman like this?

 

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Recently, I read someplace that Dante was both inspired by de Machaut and a fan of his oeuvre.

And now we have our “elites”, making millions, living in mansions, with four-car garages, and the latest gadgets…listening to heavy metal and rock’n'roll.

The spirit, the muse, that inspired Dante to write and enjoy de Machaut is alien to today’s “elites” and “cultural icons”.

The West’s aesthetic spirit has ebbed to a nadir. Would that it were defunct; bereft of ugliness, just silent.

 

You are right that jazz requires some skill from the performer. What it does not require, however, is discipline from either the composer or the performer. It is inherently transient because of its improvisational character — if not for audio recording technology, alleged classics like “Kind of Blue” would have no posterity. The only thing that most jazz musicians bother to compose is what they refer to as the head, whilst the rest of improvised. Their structure is a binary A-B-A-B-A-B-A form: A represents the head, and B represents the improvisational passages led by each of the soloists. It is about showmanship and impulsiveness. That might be impressive for unruly teenagers and permanent adolescents, but it is *not* serious music. The mere form and structure of jazz prevents it from integrating any thoughtful counterpoint and orchestration. The harmony tends to be very basic and trite.

As for heavy metal, I don’t deny that people like Steve Vai and John Petrucci are capable performers with their electric guitars. Their problem is that they adore a bastardised conception of music, and they seem unable to perform without using artificial amplification and/or sound effects (which automatically close the instrument off to subtle dynamics and articulation). The electric guitar is one of the worst inventions of the 20th Century. Its steel strings create a sound which is not at all conducive to interesting polyphonic music (unlike, for instance, the classical guitar music of Fernando Sor). You will seldom hear an unaccompanied electric guitar, and if you do, it will be no more appealing to the ears than the accompaniment of an overbearing drum kit, a bass guitar, a screechy “singer”, and perhaps a keyboard synthesiser.

It might also be added that jazz and rock music are both highly repetitive. The song you have posted is a good example. Not only are the lyrics juvenile and unpoetic, “sung” in a lacklustre fashion, but the lauded guitar solo is unmusical and (as expected) affected by irritating wah-wah sound effects. James O’Meara might enjoy it, because it is filled with bent notes and whammy bar movements, defying the twelve-tone equal temperament which he so opposes. It certainly does *not* require the same discipline from the performer as, for example, Joachim’s cadenza for Brahms’ violin concerto. There is no attention to ornamentation (e.g. staccato, legato, trills), harmony or dynamics, and there is no real craft involved. Joachim’s cadenza has all of those things, and it requires a very high level of skill to perform all of the double and triple stops — and that’s just the cadenza! It is the least interesting part of the concerto, in my view, as I find Brahms’ orchestration far more compelling and ingenious than any violin solo. The third movement is more exhilarating than anything one can find in heavy metal, regardless of how much the New Right wishes to think of it as “Viking” music (as if!).

You also wrote:

“We can not listen to Beethoven all day, we also need a more basic entree to lighten our daily burden, which is “folk music”. Which has to be reinvented after a total extermination process since the 40′ties.”

This is wrong on several counts. Starting with your last point, it is not true that folk music needs to be “reinvented”. I rather like Breton and Scottish folk music, and I can testify that these are two very strong living traditions. If you visit Lorient during the first two weeks of August in any given year, you will have a hard time making it down a street without hearing at least one busker (or a group of them) performing traditional music. People flock in from all over France and Europe for the “interceltique” festival in Lorient, and the enthusiasm on the streets is a stark reminder of Old Europe (there’s rarely a black face to be seen, either).

I love it, and I find the music of the Breton bagads delightful. The sound has a wonderful sense of discipline, and the better ones have a strict regimentation of the different sections of the band. It is well-suited for outdoor events in general, and street parades in particular. This is just one example to show that the folk traditions in most European countries have not suffered a “total extermination”, contrary to your claim. Most people are disconnected from them in the West (many favouring the modernist music you offer as an alternative), but they still exist, and enough people take an active interest for competitions, festivals, sessions and concerts to be regularly staged. The strong rhythm of this folk music is designed to complement traditional dance forms like the hornpipe, the an dro, the hanter dro, the gavotte and the reel, incidentally (this is also a function of much classical music). Jazz dancing is a different thing altogether, as is the frenzied idiocy of rock crowds. To compare the two is laughable. One of them serves the cause of decency, and the other serves the cause of debauchery.

As for the first point, nobody is suggesting that we ought to “listen to Beethoven all day”. There is so much variation in the Western classical canon that it would take at least a decade to properly absorb the full catalogues of all the major composers — and that’s without even mentioning the all of the lesser-known composers of merit (neglected or unesteemed composers still have more value than slimy modernist music). Beethoven is the acme of late Classical music, but there is obviously more to it than him alone. Frequently played favourites in my house include Dowland, Buxtehude, Bach, Monteverdi, Josquin, Dufay, Byrd, Haydn, Elgar, Schubert, Rachmaninoff and Dvořák, with many others in between. It is not hard for an attentive listener to hear the distinctions between each one of these composers, nor to understand what it is that unites them as part of the same broad musical tradition.

I think it comes down to this question: are we to behave as animals or as men? *Their* music appeals to the body because of the primacy of its rhythm (and, in the case of rock music, its deliberate, artificial loudness). Western music, on the other hand, appeals to the soul. This is something that you appear to be contemptuous of with your comments about “repression” (a favourite word of the feminists). I do not hold out much hope of convincing you to reject the sensualism which underlies your assumptions about the purpose of music.

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Taking a shower and listening to Beethoven’s Kreutzer Sonata.

 

I concur entirely that Wagner “did what he did best”. Better to have a few first-rate compositions than a vast catalogue of second-rate (or worse) opuses spanning the whole spectrum (like the abominable Maxwell Davies or Penderecki).

The idea of music being “formative” is interesting. I think part of the problem with musical modernism is that it takes this idea and transforms it from a descriptive term into a prescriptive one, so that music becomes an upward slope progressing towards an unspecified end. Is that not a fair definition of “avant-garde” music? It is self-consciously progressive, whereas Beethoven’s transition from the Classical idiom into Romanticism was a natural development with a clear sense of continuity. When there is a conscious urge to be “original”, there is also a strong temptation to cut oneself off from tradition altogether. The same thing happened in poetry with the emergence of worthless “free verse”, throwing out the fine craftsmanship which makes the great poets so compelling.

It took centuries before Schoenberg decided to devise twelve-tone serialism, but once that had been established, it was not long before others began to invent their own theories, like aleatoric music, microtonality, tape music, electroacoustic music, minimalism and whatever else (in addition to the foolish attempts to syncretise any combination of these with the diatonic music theory). Modernism must be antagonistic towards traditional culture, so the outburst of alternative forms is a logical consequence. Its adherents will use a descriptive analysis of incremental musical developments to justify their unnatural deviation from the fundamental principles, claiming that music is not “static” and even that their work is part of the same process.

It is difficult to persuade people to think otherwise because cultural relativism is so widespread. Most people have a severe aversion to the mere idea of objective aesthetic standards, and their reactions sometime border on hysteria if one dares to contradict the cultish belief that “that’s just, like, your opinion, man”. No wonder we are in such a dire situation.

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