To: Joe Smith who wrote (50985 ) 4/24/2001 9:19:57 AM From: Rande Is Respond to of 57584 OT> Joe, generally speaking. . . I came to learn a while back that there are some people who are simply uneducable. That does not mean they are bad people. They could be very nice, but in the course of community action, they tend to distract from the issue at hand. You wrote that "everyone's voice should be valued" . Yet there are some voices which play the same tune over and over without regard for others. Such voices, IMO, are simply not as valuable as one might think. . . generally speaking. Perhaps this story will place things in perspective. . . . I was auditioning chromatic harmonica players for a recording project and kept hearing this one name come up with the word "virtuoso" attached to it. So I became interested in hearing him play. [Now keep in mind that truly great musicians can make a major scale sound like the most beautiful aria. . . every single note they play expresses an emotion or color or moves in a direction. . nothing is stagnant.] So . . .when I finally received a recording of the "virtuoso", the first thing I hear the guy play as an embellishment to the melody, is this extremely fast and long riff which starts at the high end of his instrument and progresses rapidly downward to his lowest note. It was a very impressive lick. So I listen intently. And he quotes a portion of the same lick a few bars later, which I shrugged off. Then a few bars later. . .still as embellishment to the melody, he plays the whole lick again. . . note for note. . . just as fast and aggressively as the first time. I thought that was quite odd, but kept listening out of curiosity and heard another portion of that original lick quoted immediately afterward. Then the rest of the band took over and I was strangely relieved. And when the "virtuoso" began his solo in the middle of the song, guess what lick he used to start it off! It is glaringly obvious that this person has nothing more to say. I listened purely out of curiosity, just to see if this one trick pony might have anything else in his bag. And to my dismay he did not. He played that now tiring lick, or some part of it, or some variation of it over and over and over. . . until I could no longer stand it and yelled, "stop! stop this nonsense!!". . and I slammed the buttons to put him out of my misery. Now, many would say that he is just expressing himself and has a right to play his music the way he wishes. Blah. . blah. . blah. . . .whatever. But I have to say that I never want to hear another note from that person ever again! It insults my intelligence, irritates my senses and is the antithesis of real music. Silence is infinitely more beautiful!! Instead of expressing an emotion like we said can be done on a simple major scale by a real artist. . [On Chromatic Harmonica, Toots Thielmann fits this description]. . . what this unnamed poser had been doing was tearing down the very fabric of the art, much like a rebellious teenager with a case of red spray paint attaining the moniker of "graffiti artist" for writing his name 300 times on bridges, overpasses and buildings throughout a city. . . .and gets a photo in the local paper when he tags the courthouse. Now he has notoriety, too. I honestly see no difference in the two "artists", except perhaps one of them practiced longer. Some people never learn. And as for attempts to "mold the clay" of one who gets stuck in such a rut, they are futile. The message, the lick, the name, the stubbornness. . . it is not going to change, despite your best efforts. . . .try as you may. For in the end, all you will have on your hands is moldy clay. Rande Is