Is jazz only for the smart ones?
Monday, August 30th, 2010I just came across this compelling piece on A Blog Supreme: “You aren’t too dumb to like jazz“. It refers to the Jazz Boyfriend phenomenon, which I admit freely, I had never heard about before but makes some kind of strange sense nevertheless. Well, it seems that, just like you have sports’ widows (you know, the women in the lives of those men who spend countless hours in front of the TV watching hockey, football, baseball, etc.), you also have jazz widows, who can’t understand for the life of them why that “serious” music (jazz in this case but you must admit that we could just as easily substitute “classical music” for this and it would work) holds so much appeal to their better (?) half.
Are jazz (or classical music) fans so different from the rest of the crowd? I have often wondered. I have just had about enough of the “It’s too complicated”, “It’s not for me”, “Are you kidding? I’d never listen to that kind of music!” comments I keep on hearing. For years, I’ve been telling whoever will listen that you don’t have to classify music like this. I am very much of Kurt Weill’s opinion: “I have never acknowledged the difference between serious music and light music. There is only good music and bad music.”
Do I listen to jazz? Yes, of course… quite a bit, actually. For me, jazz has become just another branch on the tree of serious music and has now been around long enough to be codified, just like classical music is. Will I have a potential mate take a jazz/classical music compatibility quizz and then decide if he is the one? Maybe not… but, heck, it would be nice if he at least pretended to understand some of my infatuation with the genre(s).
Proof that jazz can appeal to the full spectrum of emotion, Bill and Samba by Lorraine Desmarais Big Band…
Lucie

