It's almost shorts weather where I live, and the first day of summer is only a week and a half away, so the idea of gathering together little bits of stuff we've talked about in a column of miscellanea seemed like a good idea. After all, when I'm finished, I can go out and enjoy the sunshine!
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Let's start out with some actual good news. I've covered the crisis at the Timbuktu libraries extensively here, including the daring rescues of some of the private archives during the worst of the radical Islamists' occupation of the ancient city.
I recently came upon this crowdfunding site, which is calling for donations to help preserve these precious items, and I got suspicious. After all, if David Mamet's overprivileged daughter, an actress on the hit TV show Girls, is asking for a buttload of money so she and her sister can record a song featuring their ukulele stylings, the whole crowdfunding thing deserves scrutiny every time it comes up.
Thus, I did a little research, and wound up at Boston University's West African Research Association, whose director, Dr. Jennifer Yanco, assured me that this money (of which $28,695 of a proposed $100,000 has been raised as I type this) is actually going to the people who are doing the preservation. She also said something I find very important, and I hope she doesn't mind my quoting her directly:
If lost, we lose a very precious part of the human memory and a source of significant historical information on this part of the world and its relations with other peoples over time. This latter is of particular importance, given that much of the ‘known’ history of this region has been written by outsiders, and that this and the rest of Africa often described as “illiterate”, “pre-literate”, or having a strictly “oral tradition”.
Very much true: as a teenager, I stumbled upon the bronze portraiture of 9th to 12th century Ife, Nigeria, and was brought up short by the fact that this "primitive" part of the world was making these items hundreds of years ago by a technique that we can only guess at. I later discovered that the whole continent was home to societies of considerable sophistication, sometimes rivalling their European contemporaries, and Timbuktu was where a lot of its learning wound up. The barbarians currently claiming to be Muslims want this stuff destroyed because a lot of it challenges their conception of what Islam is. The rest of humanity has other ideas, I'm happy to say. I'm going through one of my "broke, not poor" cycles at the moment, or I'd throw some bucks at these people, but that doesn't mean you can't click the Indiegogo link above and do something, no matter how small, to stem the tide of idiocy that's threatening us all.
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Which leads very nicely into my next topic, that of the Detroit Institute of Arts. This thing here:
I've never been there, but I was vaguely aware of it as one of the five or so best museums in America, back in the days when the Detroit Symphony was a force to contend with and money was rolling into the city from its automotive industry. A quick check on its Wikipedia page shows an impressive list of artists, but I've been in enough museums that I know that all of those artists listed have substandard work with their names on it. Still, another quick check shows a lot of art I wouldn't mind seeing next time I'm in Detroit, whenever that is.
Detroit currently has two almost insuperable problems. One is a load of debt that just won't stop: it's no secret that the city is a wreck, its property-tax base destroyed, its residents long ago in flight from the decaying mess. That debt, it seems, has to be paid. But that's nothing: just as the shuttered buildings give shelter to rats, Detroit City Hall has given shelter to a Republican administration. These are not the Republicans of old, who gloried in the names of their colleagues and ancestors on the donation plaques in the DIA, either. These are rapacious, acultural, greedheads. And if you don't believe me, read this astonishing recap of recent events (which, admittedly, have been reported often enough that I can sympathize with the spokesperson's unwillingness to comment to some blog she's never heard of). In case you've developed palsy and can't click the link, here's the money quote: “'My goal is not to see the art of the DIA disappear,' [Michigan Governor Rick] Snyder said. 'But it’s also important to recognize that as fiduciary of the city, that the art is an asset of the city. We want to try and do the best we can to maintain it in a proper way.'"
In other words, he -- and a lot of others -- are okay with selling off the art in the DIA to pay the city's debts. And who'll buy? No doubt some of the squillionaires who made their money gutting the Detroit auto industry, as well as some of their brothers-in-arms. (Or, most likely, their wives, who tend to be a bit more interested in this kind of thing). I mean, who wouldn't want a Cézanne on their walls? And have you tried to find a decent one for sale recently?
To the people of Michigan, though, I suggest that before you start an Indiegogo appeal to save the DIA, you might think about voting these morons out of office.
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Last week's DON'T WORK FOR FREE screedifesto on Rock's Back Pages, as reported on here, has gotten itself some legs. It went overground with a Guardian column by Suzanne Moore, and quickly turned into a Facebook success. Imbued with the spirit of the moment, I, too, turned down a request that I work for free (in return for profits after expenses were met, har har, can I have a word with your accountant). Of course, there's also a thin line there: some people really do benefit from giving their work away, musicians in particular. It's just that there are ways to do it and ways to do it. Bob Ostertag, a contemporary composer of some worth, has a very good article about this entitled "Why I No Longer Give Away My Music" on a website that I believe is connected to the Creative Commons folks.
I use CC on my other blog, not that it stopped one particularly unscrupulous person from retitling my posts and publishing them as "by" his client, a vendor of mail-order "supplements" hiding in Canada because of his many arrests for fraud, the records of which this guy was hoping to obscure by loading these "blogs" (he took from many others) with SEO terms. Had I had the time, though, I could likely have done something about this, thanks to CC.
People are still trying to figure this stuff out, and I think this psychologist is way on the wrong trail: if it's true that we enjoy free music more than paid music (and I instinctively believe that's not true), it's largely because the emotional value of music is so degraded by music's ubiquity these days that its monetary value is irrelevant. As someone who's gotten free records since 1968, I've always been in the position to dislike one and like another, since I had no financial stake in the end result: it wasn't like I'd gone to the record store, handed someone ten bucks and been disappointed.
As it is, I wonder why people bother to experience music at all these days. It would be real nice if people put their goddam phones away and just listened, and I have to say I understand the reaction of this pianist, who stormed off-stage because someone in the audience was more interested in filming his show on an iPhone than paying attention to it in the moment. And the record company's comment, too, is worth noting.
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