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Saturday, February 23, 2013

A Woman Is Not A Drum

Can you use the human body as a percussion instrument?  Sure - hit it and it will make a little sound.  The body is just a big sack of meat and fluid plus a couple air chambers for resonance.   Anyone (not just tenors as Anna Russell quipped) can have "resonance where their brains ought to be."

When it comes to slapping people it matters who you hit and how.  The act of hitting another person, especially if you're hitting a woman, can lead to unintended results. You could end up looking like a jerk.



Chapter One: Hitting Yourself

Our story starts with hambone.  That's where the performer slaps his own body, a musical style associated with black slaves in the Old South who, the story goes, were not allowed instruments lest they use them to secretly plan rebellion.  (Their masters must have feared talking drums).

Here's a video introduction to hambone:


Here's another hambone video, this one from the famous American cultural institution Hee Haw.  Here one-handed hambone is combined with an even more esoteric human-body percussion, rhythmic hand squeezing.  (The marvelous vocals are called eefin.)




Chapter Two: Hitting Other People

Now watch this video:



Three formally dressed, but shoeless, musical sadists slap a resonant masochist.   All in good fun, no doubt.

Although stylistically far removed from hambone, this video also shows the human body being used as a percussion instrument.  With obvious differences...

Most importantly, these three performers are not hitting themselves.  They are wailing on a fat man.  Let's call him Drum Man. We know this is not their first take because Drum Man's drum head (i.e. his skin) is already quite red.  And Drum Man starts the clip with a big sigh.

We can see his face the whole time.  This gives us clues to his personality.  Our hero seems to be taking his beat down with a sense of equanimity.  Or maybe it's just detachment.  "Okay," I imagine him saying "Let's get this over with."

Maybe he's got something to prove.  "Do your worst," he might say,  "I can take whatever you can give.  I'm a real man." It's like watching the losing fighter being pummeled in a boxing match.

Drum Man's eyes are fixed on the camera, on us viewers.  Maybe he's defying us.  Is he saying "Who you lookin' at?  You lookin' at me?"

Secondly, the players are getting a variety of musical sounds out of their "drum".  Hitting his belly, his arms, his back and later his (facial) cheeks create different tones.  There's enough timbral variety and humor to sustain interest for a quick minute.

I wonder if this video was made as a television commercial.  I can't find the term "Equipo Elite Mundial" online. A sporting goods company perhaps?

Try imagining variations to this video:
  • Instead of three male percussionists, how about three sexy women hitting Drum Man?
  • Imagine the three sexy female drummers hitting a large, nearly naked woman who, like Drum Man, was just standing there, taking the hits with a blank expression on her face.
  • Imagine these three male percussionists hitting the large woman instead of Drum Man.
  • Finally, what if these guys were hitting on an extremely sexy woman?  But only musically, of course.  This post IS about music.



Chapter Three: Duke Ellington's A Drum Is A Woman

Duke Ellington and Billy Strayhorn's A Drum Is A Woman is a large scale work from the late fifties - a suite of pieces that tell a story.  You could think of it as an oratorio or even a short opera.  It was used as a soundtrack for a television show and released as an album.

When I was in my twenties I first heard two songs from A Drum Is A Woman played as musical interludes in certain episodes of the BBC's Goon Show, originally broadcast in the fifties.  The singer was Ray Ellington, an English son of a Black American entertainer and a Russian Jew.  Ellington was his stage name.  He was not related to Duke.


These two songs, You Better Know It and What Else Can You Do With A Drum, stood out because they contain references to hitting women.  This struck me as strange content for a pop song.  At the time I had no idea who had written them or why.  (Another tune Ray Ellington sang, Bloodshot Eyes by Wynonie Harris, fell into the same category.)

Here are recordings of these tunes, clipped from Goon Show airchecks, plus some of the lyrics.

Ray Ellington sings You Better Know It from Duke Ellington's A Drum Is A Woman
Zajj,  darling.  We're in love, it appears.
And I surely want to thank you.
But if you get ideas
I'll surely have to spank you.
Ray Ellington sings What Else Can You Do With A Drum from Duke Ellington's A Drum Is A Woman.
There was a man who lived in Barbados
He saw a pretty woman one day
He took her home and when they got there
She turned into a drum.
It isn't civilized to beat women
No matter what they do or they say
But will somebody tell me
What else can you do with a drum?
Several tracks from Duke's original recordings of A Drum Is A Woman are available on YouTube:
It was only within the last 10 years or so that I finally heard the entire A Drum Is A Woman.  To me it still seems like a strange metaphor on which to base an extended musical work, especially one which is essentially about the history of jazz.  I suppose the Fifties were different times.

Madame Zajj is the main character ("zajj" = "jazz", get it?).  She is created out of a drum.  She changes back into a drum.  She is the drum and the drum is her.  I guess, really, she is the rhythm itself, the rhythm which drives men wild.

Her love interest in this story is named Caribee Joe.
Once there was a boy named Caribee Joe.
Spoke with the animals in their jungle slang.
His heartbeat was like bongos
And he sang every song they sang.
One day he found an elaborately fabricated drum
And when he touched it, it actually spoke to him, saying,
"I am not a drum, I am a woman.
Know me as Madame Zajj, African chantress.
I can make you rich and famous.
Together we can travel
and make beautiful rhythm for the world."
But Joe was in love with the jungle, the virgin jungle,
God-made and untouched,
and with the jungle he had to stay.
The drum beat up a storm, screeching,
"I am the one and only Madame Zajj.
But there are many Joes,
and one Joe can make rhythm as well as another."
So she hopped a trade wind
And away she went to Barbados
in search of another Joe.
Zajj appears in scene after scene.   She dances seductively at Mardi Gras.  She's a snappy dresser.  She drives a big car (one with 88 cylinders that goes 440 miles per hour - but she gets a ticket for stopping at a green light).  Later she makes an entrance from inside one of those flying saucers.

Duke's narration is sly and well modulated.  His prose often turns flowery and surreal.
And we know it is about time now for the Mississippi River
To look like a puddle of pecan blue pudding,
Pistachio and indigo, and the sun and the neon-rose lollipop
Is being drawn up over the horizon into a fizzy bunch of grape colored clouds.
Zajj turns out to be too much woman - or too much rhythm - for Joe.  After travelling to New York, where he learns about be-bop in the jazz clubs, he seems happy to return to his jungle.  There he teaches other drums to tell this story.
Ahhh Hah!  Madame Zajj.
She's from way back, as far back as way back goes.
She's been way out, as far out as far out goes.
Enjoyed triumph on triumph, as the fanciest and the most famous.
Wealth and good looks.  She has everything but Joe.
She draws on all the resources of sorcery,
Trying to steal Joe from the jungle.
Joe too has had a fair amount of success giving drums lessons.
And in the evening he sits by the fire
With his fabulous collection of drums around him.
And Joe likes to tell them about his trip to New York
And Madame Zajj's dream.
When Joe gets sleepy he takes his favorite
New shiny drum on his knee and says
"Now you tell me a story."
And the new drum clears her throat and starts to recite
"Once there was a boy named Caribee Joe.
One day he found an elaborately fabricated drum.
And when he touched it, it actually spoke to him,
Saying 'I am not a drum.  I am a woman'."
A Drum Is A Woman is really a story in which love of musical rhythm is metaphorically compared to the love for a woman.   An allegory.  Madame Zajj represents the essential rhythmic feel of jazz.  

Duke makes his essential analogy at the top.  Here are the very first lines of A Drum Is A Woman:
A drum is a woman
Who won't stay out of your blood.
A drum is a woman
It's beat is like the quickening of a heart in love.
Metaphor or not, regardless of the quality of his music, we suspect that Ellington understood that he might be misunderstood - even back in the Fifties.  I suppose that's why he feels the need to tell us "it isn't civilized to beat women".

We should already have known that.



Chapter Four: Jorge Perez Gonzalez's Bottom Percussion

If Duke Ellington's A Drum Is A Woman is a delicate dance metaphorically combining love of music with love of women, then Jorge Perez Gonzalez's recent video Bottom Percussion PATAX shows just how low the art of metaphor has fallen.

Perez lines up four pairs of hairless naked be-thonged butt cheeks, arranges them so that's all we can see and then he spanks them with his hands, synching with a (prerecorded) instrumental track.  He occasionally hits a suspended cymbal.

He tells us that this is music.  I think he needs to be told that it isn't civilized to beat women.  Or anyone.  After all, it's not the Fifties any more.


Previously JPG's most watched video had about 30,000 hits in ten months.  Bottom Percussion got hit over seven million times in just two weeks.  Since Bottom Percussion is no more interesting musically than those other tracks (actually less interesting), it's not hard to figure that this popularity results from the particular "instrument" he uses and how he plays it.

People (meaning, in this case, mostly males, according to YouTube statistics) must want to see musicians hit women.  With such a large viewership, Perez has almost certainly opened up a new You Tube revenue stream for himself.  Sequels and copycats can't be far behind.

In an attempt to excuse himself from well-deserved accusations of musical misogyny, after two weeks Perez revealed that only two of the butts were female.  The others were not female, they just appeared to be.  He released another video showing these four people standing up afterwards with blurred faces.  I guess the Butt Cheek People don't want their identities known.  Maybe they are afraid that their mothers would find out.

At least Drum Man looked us straight in the eyes. And he only got hit above the waist.

When struck, the Butt Cheek People all make pretty much the same sound.  Perez seems to carefully choose which cheek he will hit.  But maybe he's just hitting randomly.  There seems little musical point for changing cheeks.   It's easy to imagine him thinking "I enjoy spanking one butt.  Four butts will be four times more fun."

If Perez had chosen a wide variety of body sizes to beat on presumably there would be aural distinctions between them.  A butt of a morbidly obese person might serve as the "bass butt".  A little girl or boy butt might serve as the "soprano butt" (that's a disgusting thought because Perez ought to know that it isn't civilized to hit children.  He could use a petite adult instead).

Maybe Perez only knows beautiful, hairless, tight-assed people with insufficient bodily resonance.  I think it's more likely that he just likes to hit on butts.

Because Perez has posed his instruments so the camera can only see one section of their bodies and because he chose to portray them as identical and interchangeable, he can be validly accused of sexual objectification.  Male or female, he has turned people into things.  Thank goodness he only used his hands to hit them.

Watching videos of spanking turns some people on sexually.  Some like to spank, others like being spanked.  As long as the relationship is consensual there's no problem.  Bottom Percussion really should be labelled as soft porn.  Keeping music and porn as two separate categories would be the civilized thing to do.

Seven million hits can't all be wrong, can they?  Everyone is free to draw the line between music and porn where they see fit.  There are more than ten likes for every dislike.

You might want to compare Bottom Percussion with this definitely NSFW video which shows a man "performing" on a young girl's behind.   Like Bottom Percussion you can't see the spankee's face.  Unlike Bottom Percussion there is no pretense of musicality.   It really is soft porn.

Others have called for Bottom Percussion to be removed from You Tube.   That's never gonna happen.

Instead, I hope that Jorge Perez Gonzalez does many more videos and lives an extra long life - long enough to someday understand what is so objectionable about this performance.   He has sunk to great depths without even knowing he's in a hole.  Getting out of his hole is going to require an awful lot of time and effort.

Who knows - this video might make his career, lead him to fame and fortune, the way Kim Kardashian's sex tape benefitted her.

To "honor" Jorge Perez Gonzalez's musical travesty and maybe give hs career a little extra boost I've decided to dust off the long dormant Mixed Meters awards program called The Dockers.  After all, this is awards season; the Oscars are this weekend.

The envelope please.

And the Docker For Setting A New All Time Artistic Low By Pretending That A Soft Porn Video Is Really Music goes to ... Jorge Perez Gonzalez for his video Bottom Percussion.  Take a bow, Jorge.



Chapter Five: Jayne Cortez's If The Drum Is A Woman

I was happy to discover other, more civilized opinions which employ the metaphor of women and drums.

Jayne Cortez, who passed away recently, was a poet.  She performed her work with a band called The Firespitters.  Beyond her own successful career, she came of a high jazz pedigree as the mother of Denardo Coleman.  She was once married to Ornette.

Her poem If the Drum Is A Woman speaks to the issue of domestic violence against women.  The poem uses Duke's woman/drum metaphor.  This seems like an appropriate way to conclude this post.

Here's a video of Jayne Cortez reciting If the Drum Is A Woman with accompaniment by The Firespitters.  Appropriately they play a lot of drums in the background.  Read the whole poem here.  I include a short excerpt below.


If the drum is a woman
then understand your drum
your drum is not docile
your drum is not invisible
your drum is not inferior to you
your drum is a woman
so don't reject your drum
don't try to dominate your drum



It has been almost three years since I awarded the last Docker.  This is a link to all the awards.

Mixed Meters has never discussed spanking before.  But the subject of penises has come up a few times.  Some of those posts even have musical connections.

Want more eefin?  Check out this eefin post from WFMU.

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Thursday, April 29, 2010

Docker Awards for Misusing Music as a Metaphor For Life

If you follow the news a lot you may have noticed that one of the Supremes has decided to retire. No, not a singer; a judge on the Supreme Court. President Obama gets to nominate his replacement. The Senate gets to advise and consent to it. Everyone has an opinion.

Former oboist Meghan Daum, in an editorial in the Los Angeles Times, has an opinion. Her opinion is that an oboist should rule us from the Supreme Court bench. Why?
Because oboists may vary in talent, discipline, ethnicity, gender and taste in unfashionable clothes, but we all have one thing in common: We're just about the most judgmental people on the face of the Earth. Ergo, one of us should sit on the highest court in the nation.
That's actually as good as her argument gets. Nothing about how the precision required to play the oboe might make someone better able to adjudicate minute details of a legal argument. Nothing about how learning to blend the potentially penetrating tone of the oboe with other instruments in an ensemble might teach a judge to balance the feelings of opposing communities. Not even a suggestion that the joys of playing instrumental music might give a justice valuable relaxation time from the pressures of being the ultimate arbiters of just about everything.

Daum does mention one physical issue of oboe playing:
It also means blowing so hard into them that you risk a brain aneurysm every time you try to hit a high D.
But this is actually an argument against choosing an oboist for the Supreme Court. It means the person might die at a younger age - and Presidents want to pick someone who will be around for as long as possible, so their own personal influence on the court lasts that long as well.

Since I find this article so amazingly pointless, I've decided to reanimate the long-dead Docker Awards.  These awards are bestowed by me, their namesake, for any reason I deem appropriate.  This Docker, for Misusing Music As A Metaphor For Life In General And Politics In Particular, goes to Meghan Daum and to the L.A. Times for printing her piece on the editorial page.


I've discussed the subject of musical qualifications for people in public office before. Check out this Mixed Meters post, Unqualified For President. After suggesting that anyone who actually runs for President should, for that very reason, not be given the job, I respond to a journalist who suggested that Mike Huckabee (remember him) was not a good candidate because he played the bass. In that case, the journalist actually had some arguments that were to the point. I gave counter-arguments about why a bass player might be a good President. (Of course, in many non-musical ways, Huckabee's qualifications were lacking.)

Here's another post, Artistic Politicians, somewhat to the point.  The politicians are Nixon (a former second violinist) and Hitler (who suggested that artists, for example cubists, who do not accurately reproduce the human form in their work should be sterilized).  (No, I did not make that up.)

And I've even written about the oboe before. Check out Combining Four-Letter Words, Oboe + Blog.

Check out this video about how playing the oboe doesn't really qualify you to play NFL football.



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Saturday, January 05, 2008

30 Second Spots - The Rhino's Medallion

I've taken two previous 30 Second Spots (The Flight of the Rhino and The Medallion and combined the music into this piece The Rhino's Medallion. It might be helpful to go read about and listen to the two earlier pieces before listening to this. But then again ... maybe not.

Although I created this on the level of musical notation rather than audio mixing, it might be helpful to imagine this process as a strange form of "mashup" or "remix". Maybe it's a collage. Or a montage. It's definitely not a montuno.

Listen here.


133 seconds - Copyright (c) David Ocker

Last week I had a few minutes to cruise through a store devoted to Christmas ornaments. I was looking for more Christmas Penguins to photograph. There wasn't a single penguin in the store. When I saw this statue of a woman playing a violin my jaw dropped. I wanted to buy it just for the kitsch value - but even at half price it was too expensive.

statue of woman with big butt playing a violin  (c) David Ocker
Why an artist would want to portray the female form with such a huge, distended, horse-like hind section is beyond me. The object was quite tall, so maybe the ass serves as ballast to keep it from toppling over. They also had the same statue with the woman playing a flute instead of a violin.

I don't suppose she's any more non-anatomical than Barbie, just more abstractly offensive. If I were still doing Docker Awards this would be a great statuette to symbolize them.

If the embedded mp3 player doesn't work, click here.

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Wednesday, February 08, 2006

The Docker Award for Mainstream Avant Garde Music

not the Grammy AwardsModern orchestra concerts are steeped in silly ritual. The players' dress and behavior. The conductor's entrance. The audience remains very silent but applauds loudly during the gracious bows and curtain calls.

John Cage's piece 4'33" (it asks for complete silence from the performers) is one of 20th century music's coolest ideas. It tells us that musical sounds come from anywhere, not just from musical instruments on stage. Squeaky door or squeaky violin. For many people, including me, this was a very liberating concept.

not U2 Bono Green DayBut Cage combined his idea with a silly joke. He divided the silence into three movements - a very historical "frame" around the ambient sound - the same frame in which we hear classical concertos. Hey, it combines materials of the present with formal structures of the past. Most music does that.

I ran across a video of (get this) a full orchestra performance of 4'33" - televised live by the BBC. The BBC Symphony orchestra (looking very relaxed probably because they were were being paid an infinite amount of money per note) was conducted by Lawrence Foster - who went through all the motions - including wiping sweat off his brow. Here's a press release. ("A weekend of musical mayhem.") The video is available HERE(scroll down) and also HERE. Here is a REVIEW which reports that the orchestra tuned their instruments prior to the performance.


not Kanye West Mariah Carey Allison KrauseI found this performance pretty boring, actually. Even at high volume there wasn't much sound during the "movements". A couple of coughs and some hum. The large audience, dutifully trained in concert ritual, sat still as church mice. But between movements the sound was much more interesting - the audience shuffling and coughing. And applauding rapturously at the end to gracious bows and curtain calls. Everyone knew just what was expected of them. Cage would probably have been thrilled to have his music performed this way.

I think someone seriously missed the point. In such an antiseptic, indoor concert-hall environment with all the formal staging, 4'33" became little more than a group of people holding their breath. Afterwards the BBC's "colour commentator" remarks on "How much tension it generated. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife." They might have considered doing it outside where a car might have backfired or a dog barked. And in the January cold the conductor might have been excused for taking the tempo a bit faster. The most interesting performance of 4'33" is probably the one you're about the perform - starting now. Here's a MIDI performance (in one movement) to help you get started. Chuckle.

not Kelly Clarkson John Legend GorillazI'm awarding a Docker for the silly seriousness of this performance to be shared among the programmers of the festival, the orchestra, the conductor, the BBC and the audience. If anyone needed proof that John Cage, America's great philosopher masquerading as composer, is now accepted into the canon of classical music - here it is. And if anyone wants to stretch another of his ideas to the breaking point, they'll have a hard time competing with this. ASLAP notwithstanding.

What I'm really curious about, however, is where the young John Cage of today is. Is some young composer out there creating musical ideas that will challenge the next half-century the way Cage challenged the previous one? We can only hope. And in 50 years will the BBC have a festival of that composer's music, thus repeating the cycle and obscuring the point. Yeah, probably.

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Saturday, January 28, 2006

The Docker Awards for Mozartean Commentary

The Docker Award for the Most Intelligent Comment About Mozart (MICAM) goes to Alex Ross - Celebrate Mozart by Ignoring Mozart He said: "If you really want to celebrate Mozart's world, Mozart's culture, Mozart's life, you would ignore the man himself and listen to music by a living composer."

However, the Docker Award for the Dumbest Comments About Mozart (DCAM) goes to physicist Mario Livio for his NPR interview. He said (at zero min. 37 sec.) "It goes up and then down and then up again in the same way and down again in the same way and then the same thing repeats itself twice. So this is the same type of symmetry you'd see in maybe wall paper design." Wallpaper Music, indeed.

And at 3'49" - "And this is what happened with Mozart or it happened with a number of mathematicians like the French Evariste Galois, who, you know, Mozart died at 35, Evariste died at 20. You know, they both did all their best work, you know, when they were teenagers essentially." Mario - you should ask, you know, a clarinetist (or any musician) when Mozart did his best work before, you know, going on mike.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

The Docker Award for Corrupt Republicanism

The Golden Globs reminded me that I've been neglecting the Docker Awards, my own blog feature for honoring whomever I want for whatever they did. So far I've only given Dockers to imaginary characters.

But now, here are the candidates for the Most Corrupt Republican Award. The Nominees are . .

(Here's a link to a website which lists the "13 most corrupt members of Congress" - a whopping 15% of them are Democrats)

And the winner of the Docker for most corrupt Republican is ....

Ooh, it's a Tie - the Docker goes to both Jack Abramoff and Randy Cunningham. (The fact that each is now a confessed criminal must have given them an edge in the voting.) The picture is Adolph Hitler in prison for trying to overthrow the government. It does not make me feel much better about sending politicians to jail.

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Sunday, October 09, 2005

In which David awards another Docker

If you only can see one humorous, animated horror movie this year, you're in big trouble.

We just came back from Wallace & Gromit, The Curse of the Were-Rabbit. It's funnier than Corpse Bride and it has more chase scenes and explosions. Those are important qualities in a movie, in my opinion.

W&G, TCotW-R had one spot that deserves a Docker Award. If only because I was the only person in the theater laughing out loud.

[Drum Roll Please]

The award for the Best Use of the Music of Gustav Holst in a Bad Pun goes to . . . . Gromit and his marrow.

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Monday, September 19, 2005

In which a Docker Award goes to Oolon Colluphid

They gave out "Emmies" last night. So why shouldn't I give out awards too. (There's no voting - I'll just decide.)

For the character in Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy that I've always wished had a bigger part, The Docker Award goes to:

Oolon Colluphid, author of "Well That About Wraps It Up For God"

(Low, well-modulated disembodied male announcer voice, as Oolon approaches the stage: "Mr Coluphid has also written the trilogy of philosophical blockbusters, Where God Went Wrong, Some More of God's Greatest Mistakes and Who Is This God Person Anyway?)

P.S. Real Hitchhiker Fans might be interested in THIS, whatever it is.

P.P.S. In my copy Adams spells it both ways: Colluphid and Coluphid.

P.P.P.S Another H2G2 link. Way too much stuff.

P.P.P.P.S. Be sure to check for the animated Babel Fish Hitchhiker's Guide entry on the movie DVD, under bonus features.

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