Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Radio Station Politics




            Each day when I crawl out of bed in the morning, I have two choices of media with which to help ease the transition from slumber to wakefulness.  Both by today’s standards could be considered antiquated and anachronistic, but that only should be considered in terms of popular culture.  Fortunately as academic institutions have proven, knowledge, ideas, and resulting processes do stand the test of time.  I have mixed feelings about traditions.  Certainly a core liberal arts education could and would be a substantial basis upon which to grow one’s own life.  Conversely as I graduated from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, I wanted nothing more than to escape four years of UNC’s traditions.  Unlike many of my classmates who remain diehard Tarheel fans, I felt an intense need to continue academic growth in a different geographical area with different people.  Traditions are necessary for civilization.  We as human beings need ethical, moral, and Christian models upon which to pattern our lives.  The concept that emerges with this decision to change is growth.  How can one continue to grow when one’s environment is staid? 

            A striking realization occurred to me recently when visiting one of my former alma maters.  It had been twenty-three years since I left Columbia, South Carolina after completing a Masters degree in music composition at USC.  Since then I have completed the course work for a Doctorate of Musical Arts in Composition at The Ohio State University in Columbus, Ohio.  Also since then I have worked as a professional pianist in the cruise industry for ten years.  That is two very large chapters of my life that have been lived since I graduated from Chapel Hill or the University of South Carolina.  What was startling upon visiting Columbia was it had not changed.  Twenty-three years of history and as the world around us has continued to evolve, expand, and influence, Columbia had not changed.  It became clear to me the reason.  It was because of the university.  Columbia, because of its university, was a city of tradition.  Strikingly also it is a city of tradition because of the Civil War.  Although I had passed through South Carolina and Georgia to embark ships in Florida, I in twenty-three years never had stopped to give the historical traditions of these states another thought.  For the same reason I wanted to leave Chapel Hill, I wanted to leave not only Columbia but the entirety of the American South.  After living in Columbia for five years, it became apparent that there was an underlying dictating infrastructure.  It is ensconced at the root level of Southern society.  I realized that “Old Money” controlled the South.  Consequently there was very little financial mobility available without first recognizing and then interacting politically with this organization.  I chose growth and once again left for another area and new people.  It seems this type of growth and thus lack of it markedly has affected the growth of America.  There is no greater metaphor for this process than the two choices of media I face each day when I awake.  I can choose the local FM jazz radio station or the local FM classical radio station.  While it may not be readily apparent how this choice personifies the growth of America, it is startlingly accurate.  This choice incorporates race, nationality, politics, government, and institution.  The unnerving conclusion is that radio is racist.  Because I have studied the history of music at the doctoral level, I never have drawn boundaries around particular musics based on skin color.  Music is one of the few transcendent art forms that allows for the blurring of these human biases.  It will be clear to some of us that radio always has been segregated.  Two seminal music figures influenced the watershed of blurring race on the airwaves.  They were Elvis Presley and Barry Gordy.  Elvis was white but sang like a black man thus presenting him with musical opportunities not afforded to the original Negro artists.  Barry Gordy Jr. similarly shaped the music of original Negro artists into a form that was deemed palatable by white American radio.  It was called Motown.  While his record label was a success for the music industry, I always have felt it was a disservice to the original artists.  I am different because I am a musician.  I do not draw racial boundaries around music. There was an American consensus that Negro culture from Africa was too intense for the more conservative Caucasian sensibilities.  Fundamentally this cultural idiosyncrasy could be the talking point of a plethora of issues fundamentally affecting Americans, but has been blurred by a more recent social concept.  Instead of recognizing, examining, and celebrating our cultural differences, instead in America we are attempting to blur these differences by fabricating a likeness of humanity with little to no historical precedence.  By blurring gender we are in a sense attempting to eradicate thousands of years of relevant human culture driven by it.  The male female relationship is what has driven the world since its inception.  This has changed. 

            Ignoring the racial bias of radio, there are many concepts being represented by the simple choices of music to be played publicly.  With the recent seeming extinction of traditional record labels due to the shift of music consumption on the internet, the organizing and thus reinforcing of these cultural differences is ebbing.  Instead we are being pushed into a homogenous indeterminate group of consumers with very little artistic sensibility. 

            Simply the choice of the classical radio station is better.  As a staunch purveyor of jazz music, still I have evolved to believe the European traditions of music have proven more tangible.  Without trying to disparage America’s only indigenous art form, “If it is not on the page, it is not on the stage.”  When I began my composing career it revolved around the jazz idiom.  I studied jazz performance for many years, and as a ship pianist continued to evolve as an improvising musician.  It is a very high art form that never should be looked down upon.  The difficulty today is, America has changed.  The traditional driving forces of humanity subtly are being challenged and changed thus rendering ineffective our cultural heritage.  How is it possible that jazz is dead?  It is because the principles of our modern day life do not relate to the principles of jazz.  Since Hip Hop, an indigenous, artistic, socially conscious music form was pushed off the shelves in lieu of pre-packaged pop offerings, nothing has emerged in the field of music that accurately can summarize America’s mainstream.  We do not have a mainstream.  We have become a diluted, disparate, desperate lost culture looking for the once available incentives provided by both government and merchants.  They no longer are there.  Without the traditions of academic institutions it is plausible this culture could be lost forever. 

            As a jazz musician I try to listen to the local jazz radio station.  Nine times out of ten I cannot.  It is disappointing as an academically trained musician that I cannot put faith in the programming of this station.   The reasons are the same reasons that are predicating our lives today in America.  The programming is a façade as has become our governmental and socioeconomic policies.  Neither is relating to America at the grassroots level.  That level has become so disguised by the conscious efforts of a select few that our existence has become a distortion of reality.  We are not operating candidly face to face on a Christian level.  Instead we are enjoying the process of distortion for entertainment reasons.  When the pure cultural heritage of a society becomes cloaked, then the rules become changed.  This is how Republicans traditionally have won when they can’t win on the playing field.  Instead they change the rules of the game in favor of themselves. 

            Who is benefiting from this distortion?  When what calls themselves a jazz radio station fails to play the seminal catalog of recorded jazz that has been amassed and studied academically for decades, what conclusion can be drawn?  They are a façade that is operating for covert reasons.  If the programming they choose is devoid of the artistry, wisdom, soul, and inspiration capable in music, then they are emasculating their listeners with tepid, superficial, selfish music.  It is not new.  The robbing of power from the people began with George W. Bush’s presidency, and it continues. 

            The programming of a radio station as a metaphor for our struggle for economic and social success in America easily can be exemplified by Time/Warner’s systematic hoarding of America’s popular music.  When such an entity brazenly purchases and hides America’s history, what conclusion can be drawn?  How in modern times can the roots of America’s civilization have been plucked and hidden from us?  It is because we are operating in a façade, not America’s once reality. 

            Music is and always has been embraced for its sheer power to move the human condition through emotion and intellect.  If you want to dumb down your population your rob them of the fundamental tools they use to evolve and grow as human beings.  Music and public education are two of these fundamental tools. I can’t expect to turn on the radio and hear authentic representations of America’s only indigenous art form.  Art is too powerful for the masses, as we continue grossly to underestimate the sensibilities of the American population. 

            The classical station is the better choice, because although there is unsuccessful music in this repertoire also, it at least has a tried and true process of checks and balances.  It has sustained the test of time, and this test has empowered this music to become stronger and even more tenacious against imposters.  What is being played on this particular “jazz” radio station merely is pop music, and I assume God is the one who makes the determination of whether you prefer art or sugar for your musical preference.