So I met
this classy dame and was anxious to make the right impression. My track record for saying the wrong thing,
or worse, telling the wrong joke was legendary.
She seemed to have some interest in music and could actually play
it. My only performing talent was in
hitting beer trays with rugby boots.
We talked
some and it seemed there was not a lot to disagree about. In fact we had both seen and enjoyed some of
the same kind of stuff. In those days
people were not segmented for marketing purposes into absolute categories of
purchasing intentions.
Musically,
it meant that a lot of us simply did not bother about the boundaries. What was on in the local theatres or halls or
at the local cinema is what we went to whatever it might be. In those post war days any entertainment
could pull in a wide audience.
The
youngsters of the time got to see the film musicals of the period to enjoy the
scores, the voices and the orchestration.
You name it we liked it. Some of it, such as “Kismet” was pure tosh but
the music was great. It was a long time
before I discovered the “lifts” from Borodin.
But
whatever the inspiration or the genius there was a whole lot of music of there
to be enjoyed, not simply on film, but in stage shows and concerts of all
kinds. This would range through
classical, popular classics, light music, jazz, trad and modern and a variety
of dance and popular music.
This could
take in an appreciation of Dave Brubeck live, “Calamity Jane” with the long
take by Doris Day on “Just Blew In From The Windy City”, “Kiss Me Kate”,
inevitably, “MFL” and later Sondheim and a host of others. Some of this would turn up in the “hits” of
the period.
Now, it
seems that some music researchers at Barcelona
have been putting old popular music through the mincer of the analytical
computer systems to work out what was going on and has compared it to the
structure and content of present day popular music.
It appears
that modern pop is relatively restricted in structure and form, uses fewer
chord sequences and the like and inevitably much louder. In short you are getting more “sound” but rather
less content.
The classy
dame agrees, you see, dear reader, I married her.
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