A small complaint on genre in music, that has been hanging around my drafts folder a long time. Whenever I’m slow to write any new stuff, and am desperate for content, I dump one of these on you.
So, genre: I hate it. I’m not given to hyperbole, but the word and concept are death.
Genre = stereotype
It’s a terrible way to think about music. Normal people are happy and comfortable thinking in terms of stereotypes, and will judge an entire field of music based on half-hearing a few examples of it, but musicians need to deal with specifics.
True genre music is niche music, subculture music— Surf, Chanson, Gypsy Jazz, electric Blues, Rockabilly, etc. They have their charms, and some legitimate works of art, but continued exposure to them leads to a feeling of sameness. What attracts people seems to be a vibe, rather than any memorable or unique musical moments.
Example: listen to Blitzkrieg Bop by The Ramones— it’s a lot of fun, and a great song. But getting deeper into the rest of the album it’s on, boredom sets in. It’s all a variation on a formula— and there’s not enough substance to the formula to sustain interest over a 29 minute album. Every song can’t be Blitzkrieg Bop. They’re not good enough writers.
Here, listen to this one, all of it:
That mild boredom you’re experiencing? That’s genre.
Movies
In Barton Fink a writer struggles dealing with genre— he’s a theater writer who moved to Hollywood to work as a screenwriter, and has been assigned the job of writing a “rasslin’ picture”, which he has no idea how to do. He can’t write formula, and nobody around him can comprehend that:
You could watch Akira or Ghost In The Shell, and think, hey, I could get into this anime business. Then you try to watch literally anything else in that world, and it’s absolutely the worst, most insipid, repetitive, formulaic, boring crap product in the world. You have just moved from the world of specifics, which is the world of art, into the world of genre.
Now go onto whatever streaming service you use and search for any real movie: Taxi Driver, Apocalypse Now, Dr. Strangelove, Repo Man, Down By Law, The Limey, Robocop, The Long Goodbye (yes, all Gen X guy-favored movies). Since they probably don’t have the movie you want, they’ll suggest some things “like” it, and notice how bloody wrong they all are. You have just witnessed the impossibility of algorithming art, of genre-ifying it.
What’s not genre
Think for a moment: how many songs are there that are anything like Happy Together, Time After Time, Tax Man, When Doves Cry, Tears Of A Clown, Chain Of Fools, Pinball Wizard, Mexican Radio, Shock The Monkey, Sympathy For The Devil, I Wish, Sweet Jane, Don’t Worry, Be Happy? Compare that Ramones records with Q: Are We Not Men? by Devo. They all go in the “rock” bins or the “R&B” bins, but they’re unique works.
The strength of American and British pop music is that within a basic framework, there’s an attempt to be unique. Maybe they hit on a universal aesthetic as well, but mainly the music is not simply genre. The mission of pop craft is to hammer out a track that is instantly catchy and compelling, that demands repeated listening, that is also unique enough to stand out from everything else bombarding people’s ears.
The same is true of American Songbook tunes— the ones that are still played have something unique about them. The not-good ones are the same stock ii-V-I thing, and seem thin and not real satisfying when you play them. I can’t think of any titles because I never thought about them ever again. Sonny Rollins is kind of perverse about playing bad tunes, so you could look in his catalog.
Jazz is not genre
Jazz is the subject of a lot of genre thinking, but it is not genre— it’s a field, a community, a lineage. When someone says I don’t like jazz, or I like jazz, the correct response is, which jazz, what artist, what record? That’s the only meaningful conversation to have about it.
Duke Ellington is not genre, Miles Davis is not genre, Weather Report is not genre. There’s only one Kind of Blue, Out Of The Afternoon, Out Of The Cool. You’d think, OK, most records are just 3-5 dudes playing tunes, then why is there only one Lester Young Trio, Milestones, Nefertiti, Real McCoy, Three Quartets, Trio Jeepy, Time On My Hands, Live At The Pershing?
There are a few people who have recorded so many records you start to feel some of that genre type of boredom through over exposure, and maybe they didn’t have a real special plan for any one record. I’m not naming names. Maybe they were on a European label that was excited about them, and they were touring a lot, and put out way too much. Can’t say. I’m thinking David Murray.
More regular blog stuff coming— I’m very busy with unrelated things, but I’ve also got some exciting new stuff brewing. Stick around.