Nowadays, the only composers turned off by the academic establishment are those averse to writing dissertations. It’s not a matter of aesthetics or artistic differences anymore, it just boils down to laziness.
I’m convinced that new music would be easier to explain to younger students if introductory textbooks made a genuine effort to periodize it just as the preceding centuries’ music has been.
Before you start thinking I’ve really gone off the deep end and have turned into some sort of crank synaesthesiologist, read me out.
What must we do to really make inroads into how new music is learned and appreciated beyond the concert hall?
The future looks bright (or at least things are universally dark) everywhere I turn.
Is it my job to write music that moves at your pace or mine?
If there is a larger relationship that music and food both share on an immediate, visceral level, finding out might tell us something about why certain people gravitate toward particular musical styles.
Our schools are sorely neglecting students in how they prepare them for life after the classroom; composers, in particular, come out socially challenged, often unable to effectively promote their music or to even speak about it.
If this is the future, I’ll be hiding under that rock over there.
I’ve hit the age where I’m not longer eligible for most of those “young composer” competitions. So now what?