Friday, April 24, 2020

Ragtime and Sonata Forms, Part 3: A Case for Ragtime from Hiram Kelly Moderwell in 1915


3.     A Case for Ragtime from Hiram Kelly Moderwell in 1915

The arguments against ragtime as a genre of popular song and as instrumental music in the United States clearly failed.  Ragtime went on to become the foundational form of popular song in the United States and the rags of Scott Joplin and his associates found a place in the piano literature in formal piano instruction.  Had the opponents of ragtime in 1900 heard the directions popular song has taken in the last century, they would likely regard musical barbarism as having completely overtaken what is left of civilization. 

When the piano rags of Joplin can show up in a list of Dover scores in the second edition of John Borstlap’s The Classical Revolution the evolution of ragtime from vulgar popular song to canonized piano music might seem complete.  It now takes the work of a Dale Cockrell to remind us that ragtime was once a style of dance music that evolved in the brothels and dance halls of an underground network of sex industries. 

More than a century after the popular style swept across the United States, defenses of ragtime in its heyday can be easily forgotten, if ever known, and the defense made for ragtime by Hiram Kelley Moderwell from 1915 in The New Republic seems worth quoting in full to give readers a sense of what a defense of ragtime as the original and indisputably American contribution to then-contemporary musical life looked like.


Hiram Kelly Moderwell "Ragtime"
The New Republic
October 16, 1915 pages 284-286

It has been nearly twenty years, and American ragtime is still officially beyond the pale. As the one original and indigenous type of music of the American people, as the one type of American popular music that has persisted and undergone constant evolution, one would think it might receive the clammy hand of fellowship from composers and critics. There is very little evidence that these gentlemen have changed their feeling about it in the last ten years. Then they asserted that it was "fortunately on the wane "; now they sigh that it will be always with us. That is the only difference.

I can't feel satisfied with this. I can't help feeling that a person who doesn't open his heart to ragtime somehow isn't human. Nine out of ten musicians, if caught unawares, will like this music until they remember that they shouldn't. What does this mean? Does it mean that ragtime is "all very well in its place?" Rather that these musicians don't consider that place theirs. But that place, remember is in the affections of some 10,000,000 or more Americans. Conservative estimates show that there are at least 50,000,000 copies of popular music sold in this country yearly, and a goodly portion of it is in ragtime.

And these musicians prefer to regard themselves as beings apart. This is a pretty serious accusation for the musician to level against himself. I don't mean that wherever 10,000,000 Americans agree on a thing they are necessarily right. Their sentimental ballads are the mere dregs of Schubert and Franz Abt. But ragtime is a type of music substantially new in musical history. It has persisted, grown, evolved in many directions, without official recognition or aid. You may take it as certain that if many millions of people persist in liking something that has not been recognized by the schools, there is vitality in that thing. The attitude toward folk-music at the beginning of the nineteenth century was very similar. A Russian folk-song was no less scorned in the court of Catherine the Great than a ragtime song in our music studios to-day. Yet Russian folk-song became the basis of some of the most vigorous art-music of the past century and no musician speaks of it to-day except in terms of respect. [emphasis added] The taste of the populace is often enough toward the shoddy and outworn. But when the populace creates its own art without official encouragement, then let the artists listen. I haven't a notion whether ragtime is going to form the basis of an "American school of composition." But I am sure that many a native composer could save his soul if he would open his ears to this folkmusic of the American city. [emphasis added]

But the schools have their reply. "Ragtime is not new," they say. "It is merely syncopation, which was used by Haydn and Mozart, Beethoven and Brahms, and is good, like any other musical material, when it is used well." But they are wrong. Ragtime is not "merely syncopation." It is a certain sort of syncopation—namely, a persistent syncopation in one part conflicting with exact rhythm in another. But of course this definition is not enough. Ragtime has its flavor that no definition can imprison. No one would take the syncopation of a Haydn symphony to be American ragtime." Certainly not," replies the indignant musician. Nor the syncopation of any recognized composer. But if this is so, then ragtime is new. You can't tell an American composer's "art-song " from any mediocre art-song the world over. (Permit me to pass over the few notable exceptions.) You can distinguish American ragtime from the popular music of any nation and any age. [emphasis added]

In the first instance the love of ragtime is a purely human matter. You simply can't resist it. I remember hearing a negro quartet singing "Waiting for the Robert E. Lee," in a cafe, and I felt my blood thumping in tune, my muscles twitching to the rhythm. I wanted to paraphrase Shakespeare—

"The man who hath no ragtime in his soul,
Who is not moved by syncopated sounds "...

and so on. If any musician does not feel in his heart the rhythmic complexities of "The Robert E. Lee" I should not trust him to feel in his heart the rhythmic complexities of Brahms. This ragtime appeals to the primitive love of the dance—a special sort of dance in which the rhythm of the arms and shoulders conflicts with the rhythm of the feet, in which dozens of little needles of energy are deftly controlled in the weaving of the whole. And if musicians refuse to recognize it, as they once refused to recognize Russian folk-music, they criticize not ragtime, but themselves.

But ragtime is also "good" in the more austere sense of the professional critic. I cannot understand how a trained musician can overlook its purely technical elements of interest. It has carried the complexities of the rhythmic subdivision of the measure to a point never before reached in the history of music. It has established subtle conflicting rhythms to a degree never before attempted in any popular or folk-music, and rarely enough in art-music. It has shown a definite and natural evolution—always a proof of vitality in a musical Idea. It has gone far beyond most other popular music in the freedom of inner voices (yes, I mean polyphony) and of harmonic modulation. [emphases added] And it has proved its adaptability to the expression of many distinct moods. Only the trained musician can appreciate the significance of a style which can be turned to many distinct uses. There is the “sentimental manner," and the "emotional manner" and so on; but the style Includes all the manners, and there have not been so many styles in musical history that they couldn't be counted on a few people's fingers.

It may be that I am deceived as to the extent of ragtime's adaptability. But I think of the rollicking fun of "The International Rag," the playful delicacy of "Everybody's Doing It," the bustling laziness of "Waiting for the Robert E. Lee," the sensual poignancy of "La Seduction" tango, and the tender pathos of "The Memphis Blues." Each of these pieces has its peculiar style—in the narrower sense—deftly carried out. And I know that we are dealing here with a set of musical materials which have no more than commenced their job of expressing a generation.

We must admit that current ragtime is deficient on the melodic side. Some of the tunes are strong, but many of the best ragtime pieces have little beyond their rhythmic energy and ingenuity to distinguish them. If we had a folk-song tradition in America our popular melodies, doubtless, would not be so permeated with vulgarity. The words, also, too often have the chief vice of vulgarity—sluggish conventionality—without its chief virtue, the generous warmth of everydayness. And this latter quality, when it exists, resides not so much in the words themselves, as in the flavor of the songs, the uninspired but tireless high spirits of the American people.

But ragtime words have at least one artist quality of the highest rank. They fit the music like a glove. These songs appeal to the people who expect to sing them, a people who have no oratorio or grand opera tradition behind them, and who come quite naturally to the ideal of wedded music and verse which Wagner had to struggle for against his whole generation. [emphases added] I shouldn't be surprised, in fact, If the origin of the " rag " is to be found in the jerky quality of the English—or shall we say American—language, which found in the negroes Its first naive singers. One of the negro "spirituals" runs thus:

" An' he gave them commishun to fly,
Brudder Lass'rus!
An' he gave them commishun to fly."

The tune, as always in negro songs, follows the exact accent of the spoken words. But just imagine what Messrs. Moody and Sankey would have done to them! As you walk up and down the streets of an American city you feel in its jerk and rattle a personality different from that of any European capital. This is American. It is in our lives, and it helps to form our characters and condition our mode of action. It should have expression in art, simply because any people must express itself if it is to know itself. No European music can or possibly could express this American personality. Ragtime I believe does express it. It is to-day the one true American music.

HIRAM K. MODERWELL. 

Several things stand out in this defense of ragtime.  First and foremost, as noted by Edward Berlin in Ragtime: A Musical and Cultural History, Moderwell’s defense of ragtime made repeated reference to ragtime as performed music whereas Daniel Gregory Mason’s attack on ragtime consistently made reference to printed scores to demonstrate the deficiencies of the style (location 1129 in the Kindle edition).

Second, Moderwell’s defense of ragtime makes consistent reference to ragtime as a genre of popular song.  We’re given a defense of ragtime based on the natural hand-in-glove fit of the American vernacular verse to the complex syncopation and rhythmic vitality of musical setting. If the lyrics were not exactly highly cultivated verse Moderwell’s defense is that the music was a perfect fit for the American vernacular language you would hear in an American city. 

Moderwell’s other notable defense was to compare ragtime to Russian folk music—if Russian folk song was viewed with scorn by cultivated people during the time of Catherine the Great by 1915 Russian folk song had famously become the foundation of Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring, which premiered in 1913.  Moderwell didn’t name Stravinsky’s work but he arguably didn’t need to. 

Moderwell’s advocacy for ragtime as actually good music reminds me of Doug Shadle’s Orchestrating The Nation and more generally of his advocacy that we “cancel the nineteenth century”.  Without specifying that it’s the pernicious classist and racist aspects of the legacy of German Idealism in American music education, canceling the nineteenth century would involve canceling ragtime, which I refuse to endorse.  But I can easily understand how there have been musicians and composers and music educators in the United States over the last century and a half who have believed whole-heartedly that the path toward a real flourishing of American music may be held back for as long as musical institutions keep finding American music wanting in comparison to the nineteenth century gods of the musical art-religion of Beethoven or Wagner.

In the annals of polemic against American popular song and American popular music more generally virtually no one made a more sustained case against American music ever attaining the level of “art” than Theodor Adorno and it is to Adorno’s arguments throughout his career we finally turn.




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