Thursday 27 August 2020

Pistis reclaims extemporising (weekending August 29th 2020)

 

istis reclaims extemporising (weekending August 29th 2020)

‽istis, listens in to the debate about the UK ‘Proms’ (the BBC’s ‘annual festival consisting of 8 weeks of world-class performances by the world's greatest classical musicians of the past, present and future.’[i]), or more specifically, the debate about the  ’last night’: tradition – a conservative, static idea or a progressive, evolving approach?; slavery – ours, never (never, never); theirs – maintained and perpetuated or ended and abolished?; patriotism or jingoism?…

…and perhaps more of the apparent fault lines of these seemingly extra-ordinary times are laid bare?

But ‽istis also wonders about the word ‘classical’ and the Proms’ programming of recent years. Genre-bending or stretching: permissible and perhaps necessary?

This year, perhaps more than any other, the festival is a ‘season’ that seems to be making the most of digitally-focussed, multi-platform, multi-channel possibilities including archived concerts, television and radio broadcasts (from the vaults, catch-up and real-time) as well as welcome live performances from the Albert Hall - and that ‘last night’, waiting to enrage or gladden hearts at each end of the spectrum!

‘Classic’ classical; ‘world’ music; traditional folk, new folk; musicals, ‘Broadway’, movie and showtunes; ‘urban scene’; opera and operetta (less long to wait between the tunes?); soul; boogie-woogie; old choral, new choral, choral spiritual, choral secular; electronica and radiophonic; symphonies and many, many variations…  Whilst expensive consultants were not necessarily involved in devising the current mission and purpose of this festival run by the BBC since 1927, the key phrase now seems to be ‘something for (nearly) everyone’.

Oh, and there’s also jazz…

…and this week, in these unprecedented times[ii] (a time when the British Prime Minister seemed to bamboozle school children with a riff on/of confusion[iii] - and some Republican Convention speakers may not always have stuck to the autocue), ‽istis reclaims ‘extemporisation’ and wonders about the balance in the Proms’ programme between:

·        the pieces with every passage and part played or sung ‘off the page’ (following strictly the composition and the scoring, faithfully reproduced)

·        the pieces and passages less annotated, less- or un-scored; based and building on sound and shared principles, experience and expertise; presented by people in harmony, united and sharing an understanding of ‘what works’; acknowledging, referencing, citing, adopting and adapting the best of past and contemporary exponents and of acclaimed and proven forebears and peers…

·        the pieces and passages played genuinely and uniquely there and then, ‘off piste’ melodies and accompaniments, tunes and tones never heard quite like that before the very moment of their playing.

So, when the times are unprecedented and perhaps even unique; when there is not necessarily a ‘playbook’ or a prescribed score to follow - in times, for example, of a global pandemic – well, perhaps we need the extemporised dexterity of jazz musicians to guide us through?

Confidence though surely needs to be matched with competence and, lest we find ourselves completely ‘off-piste’ (or as bamboozled as a schoolchild in a photo-opportunistic press conference), let’s hope the required extemporisation is indeed based and built on sound and shared principles, experience and expertise; presented by people in harmony, united and sharing an understanding of ‘what works’; acknowledging, referencing, citing, adopting and adapting the best of past and contemporary exponents and of acclaimed and proven forebears and peers…

And if we cannot have that, then perhaps, possibly, maybe the best that those on the national stage can do is to stop and listen, really listen and reflect – oh, for at least 4 minutes and 33 seconds[iv].   

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Thursday 20 August 2020

Pistis reclaims holidays: part 2 (also weekending August 22nd 2020)

 

istis reclaims holidays: part 2 (also weekending August 22nd 2020)

‽istis, in a UK seaside town noted for its large number of holidaying visitors; families and friends in columns of cars and trains, heading ant-like (if they could be viewed from the planes that might otherwise have whisked them further away)…  has time to ponder. And perhaps, possibly, maybe some topical themes, issues and critical debates (as the hard-pressed folks in education might put it) can be glimpsed through the morning sea-mist. And ‽istis seeks an appropriate exclamation at the vision: ah!, hah!, agh!, haar! or aaargh! (the latter depending on whether one likes one’s puns meteorological or piratical…)    

  ‘them’ and ‘us’ (again!); visitors and locals – or - locals and visitors; not a ‘we’ brought together in a complex co-dependent / exploitative / mutually-beneficial (delete according to persuasion) system?

  the sea and the shore: levels rising; to prevent and protect - or manage the damage?

  the coastal waters and the ocean: vital connected living and teeming ecosystem - another of the world’s waste bins: flowing in, dumped in?

  calm, harbour-walled sea: paddleboards and inflatables; open-sea, busiest shipping lane, inflatables inadequate – dreams of escaping the ‘push’ factors deflated, hopes of thriving in the apparent benefits of the ‘pull’ factors drowned; for one, at least, no metaphor or figurative expression – literally drowned

‽ holidays: a break from work – if there is work; perhaps before furlough becomes redundancy; possibly before a muted ‘Zoom’ call

‽ holidays: perhaps a chance to take a break (or even give colleagues – or the public - a break…); perhaps abroad, risking quarantine; maybe even actually in a tent in Scotland…  Rest, recuperation, appraisal, fresh perspective, consider reshuffling priorities and even people, devise a plan to re-arrange the deckchairs…

‽ keep left; two metres; physical-distancing on the beach; please wear a mask; please book; apologies our theatre is closed; attractions-limited, reduced opening times…   the new normal? To comply or defy, to bend or flaunt, to consider that one is exceptional and an exception? - that is the question.

Ponder over, the (holi/holy)day awaits and ‽istis has to hold on to the belief that perhaps, possibly, maybe:

·        behind the mist the sun waits

·        beyond the dark night it is raining stars

·        we will not be robbed of faith and hope, and

·        this shall not be broken.[i]

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NB: further reflections linked to this week’s theme and past blog
entries to be found on Twitter: replies, retweets (which don’t necessarily indicate approval, sometimes the very opposite!) and ‘likes’: 
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[i] from: ‘Confessing our Faith Around the World’ from Chile, in ‘Bread of Tomorrow’ ed. by Janet Morley 1992


Pistis reclaims holidays: part 1 (weekending August 22nd 2020)

 

istis reclaims holidays: part 1 (weekending August 22nd 2020)

‽istis, perhaps, possibly, may be on holiday…

 

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Thursday 13 August 2020

Pistis reclaims stories (weekending August 15th 2020)


 istis reclaims stories (weekending August 15th 2020)

‽istis (whose name links to ancient, Greek, mythological stories[i]) as:

·        some people perhaps turn to fiction to escape or cope or entertain

·        other people possibly ‘binge-watch’ those ‘some time’ box sets

·        others maybe write that daydreamed-of novel

·        fiction is perhaps presented as fact

·        comedy, farce and utter tragedy possibly seem to play out personally, socially, nationally, internationally

·        poetry is maybe ‘put on the side table’ in some UK schools[ii] but seems to survive and thrive coolly, nevertheless  

…reclaims ideas about just how many types of stories there might be.

Four, according to some:

·        twisted stories, broken stories, healing stories, whole stories[iii]

·        or others for telling stories in business: connection, influence, clarify, success[iv] and other variations…

  Six, apparently according to Kurt Vonnegut’s rejected 1965 thesis[v] and more recent ‘sentiment analysis’ research:

·        ‘rags to riches’; ‘riches to rags’; ‘Icarus’; ‘Oedipus’; Cinderella; ‘person in a hole’…

·        or: ‘rise, rise’; ‘fall, fall’; ‘rise, fall’; ‘fall, rise, fall’; ‘rise, fall, rise’ and ‘fall, rise’…

  Seven, according to others:

·        ‘overcoming the monster’; ‘rags to riches’; ‘the quest’; ‘voyage and return’; ‘comedy’; ‘tragedy’; ‘re-birth’…  drawn from plotline analysis[vi] and assisting an ‘investigation into how and why we are 'programmed' to imagine stories in these ways, and how they relate to the inmost patterns of human psychology’  - and then applied, for example, to ‘corporate and personal storytelling’[vii] by others

·        or, pursuing a marketing theme, another seven (reified by capitals?): The Values Story; The Why Story; The Origin Story; A Vision Story; A Teaching Story; An Impact Story; An Objections Story[viii].

  And what about examples, to be found online, of multiple ‘types of types’: short stories, anecdotes, literary, memoir, speculative fiction, folktales…

So ‽stis wonders whether the story in all of this is perhaps an apparent need to ‘type’ (in the several meanings of that word including organising into typologies), to categorize, to make sense?

Yet ‽stis is still not sure whether, in our story-making, we are possibly ‘slicing and dicing’ an empirically accessible objective world or are maybe (re-/co-)creating it as we look and imagine and narrate…?

So ‽stis this week is on the look-, listen- and ‘Tweet’-out for voices and versions (for surely there are many ways to tell those 4, 6, 7 or more types of stories?) and will ponder further the idea that just perhaps, possibly, maybe the pandemic has not only given us many stories but, also, a new story…

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NB: further reflections linked to this week’s theme and past blog
entries to be found on Twitter: replies, retweets (which don’t necessarily indicate approval, sometimes the very opposite!) and ‘likes’: 
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[ii] Thank you Kadish Morris: https://www.theguardian.com/education/2020/aug/09/poetry-saved-me-dont-deny-it-to-next-generation-pleads-award-winner

[vi] https://www.bloomsbury.com/uk/the-seven-basic-plots-9780826480378/ Thank you Christopher Booker (nominative determinism at work?)                                                                                                          

Friday 7 August 2020

Pistis reclaims less hope (weekending August 8th 2020)

 

istis reclaims less hope (weekending August 8th 2020)

‽istis rocks from the blast; perhaps a further ‘camel’s-back-breaking’ crisis for possibly most of the people of Lebanon – economic, political, health and now an event that some may call an accident, but others could call a ‘reasonably preventable’.

And ‽istis wonders if we can hope too much…

It is perhaps not hope that requires HSE[i] posters in every office (do they have to be placed by the photocopier?); it is possibly not hope that has led to legislation, statutory guidance, policies and procedures (and dismissive comments about ‘health and safety gone mad’); it is maybe not hope that has long prevented many injuries, contamination, infection-spread in ordinary times - and deaths…

‽ Perhaps some of us hope too much: that we will get away with it, that we are somehow immune, that it is not as bad as the experts or the data suggest, that we won’t be recognised, that the papers won’t print it, that the person won’t tell, that the whistle will not be blown, that both high and low probability events won’t happen (yet having bought a ticket I would like to actually win the lottery, please!), that it will somehow be alright in the end…

 Possibly some of us forget too easily that ‘hope for the best…’ might be followed with a bit more ‘…but plan for the worst’ (including heeding early international warnings; attending national security briefing, planning and response meetings; working collaboratively with partners within and without our own borders and across political divides; consulting the experts especially when we don’t like what they say…

  Maybe even if:

·        there is optimum competence (versus an unbound Promethean confidence[ii])

·        the checks and balances are working

·        people in power are being held to account and spoken truth to without fear or favour

·        the data remains unspun and presented with balance

·        the journalists are given access, are published and heard

·        there is an absence of hubris, exceptionalism, a sense of personal immunity or belief that the rules and guidance (‘stay home’, ‘stay alert’, ‘wash your hands’, ‘wear a mask’, ‘don’t shake hands’…) are perhaps somehow for others (the masses, the herd) to follow

·        there is an absence of apparent corruption

…then we might also do well to heed the HSE sometime-used quotation[iii] on the potential pitfalls of just plain-old, age-old, human error:   

‘We make errors when we’re: tired, distracted, hungry, thirsty, inexperienced, overly experienced, too young, too old, middle-aged, addle-brained, overweight, underweight, resourceful, forgetful, hurried, impatient, good-humoured and ill, not wanting to kill, lingering, feverish, recovering, well intentioned, expert, novice, looking, seeing, calculating, cerebrating, estimating, guesstimating, under pressure, in a rut, in a hurry, in the dark, not believing, not accepting, flustered, cool, frightened, calm, hopeful, listening, and not hearing the bell.’  

‽stis thinks it might be a mighty relief if managing and mitigating human error was perhaps all we had to worry about. And ‽stis wonders whether possibly less hope may, strangely, make us not so hopeless…

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NB: further reflections linked to this week’s theme and past blog
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[i] Health and Safety Executive (UK): https://www.hse.gov.uk/

[ii] https://www.britannica.com/topic/Prometheus-Greek-god - proving that the classics may be for everyone?

[iii] …with apologies, likely original source unknown


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