Hear the Radical Musical Compositions of Marcel Duchamp (1912–1915)

Erratum Musical

Abstract art, spurred into being by the emer­gence of pho­tog­ra­phy, had by 1912 begun to face an even more tech­ni­cal­ly adroit com­peti­tor for the public’s eye: film. Mar­cel Duchamp respond­ed by super­im­pos­ing all of the dis­crete moments that make up a film reel into one aston­ish­ing image that is both sta­t­ic and always in motion. Over one hun­dred years after its com­po­si­tion, Mar­cel Duchamp’s Nude Descend­ing a Stair­case, No. 2 (below) still amazes view­ers with its absolute nov­el­ty. He was asked to with­draw the paint­ing from a cubist exhi­bi­tion when the com­mit­tee pro­nounced it “ridicu­lous.”

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Five years lat­er, feel­ing with his fel­low Dadaists that the avant-garde had grown too cozy with the estab­lish­ment, and too pre­cious in its approach and recep­tion, Duchamp sub­mit­ted a signed uri­nal for an exhi­bi­tion, the first of many repli­cas to occu­py gal­leries for the past one-hun­dred years—and a provo­ca­tion once vot­ed the most influ­en­tial mod­ern art work ever. Like some sort of trick­ster god, Mar­cel Duchamp pos­sessed trans­for­ma­tive pow­ers, which also had the effect of dri­ving every­one around him crazy. There seem to be no two ways about it: peo­ple either think Duchamp is a genius, or they con­sid­er him a fraud.

Like most of his Dada con­tem­po­raries, Duchamp left no medi­um untouched, from paint­ing, to sculp­ture, to film. And when it came to music, Ubuweb informs us, he enthu­si­as­ti­cal­ly applied him­self, between the years 1912 and 1915, to “two works of music and a con­cep­tu­al piece—a note sug­gest­ing a musi­cal hap­pen­ing.” Like all of his cre­ative work—love it or hate it—his com­po­si­tions “rep­re­sent a rad­i­cal depar­ture from any­thing done up until that time.” Also like his oth­er works, his music glee­ful­ly tres­passed for­mal bound­aries, antic­i­pat­ing “some­thing that then became appar­ent in the visu­al arts,” ama­teur exper­i­men­ta­tion. Duchamp respect­ed no school and no canon of taste, and his “lack of musi­cal train­ing could have only enhanced his explo­ration.”

The meth­ods employed were, of course, con­cep­tu­al, and seri­ous­ly play­ful. In “Erra­tum Musi­cal,” writ­ten for three voic­es, “Duchamp made three sets of 25 cards, one for each voice, with a sin­gle note per card. Each set of cards was mixed in a hat; he then drew out the cards from the hat one at a time and wrote down the series of notes indi­cat­ed by the order in which they were drawn.” The sec­ond piece, direct­ly above, “La Mar­iée mise à nu par ses céli­bataires même. Erra­tum Musi­cal (The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bach­e­lors Even. Erra­tum Musi­cal),” con­tains instruc­tions for a “mechan­i­cal instru­ment.” It is also “unfin­ished and is writ­ten using num­bers instead of notes.”

Final­ly, “Sculp­ture Musi­cale (Musi­cal Sculpture)”—vocalized by John Cage above, and recre­at­ed with music box­es below—consists of “a note on a small piece of paper” and antic­i­pates the “Fluxus pieces of the ear­ly 1960s.” While Dada artists near­ly all exper­i­ment­ed with music, most­ly in the form of a kind of con­fronta­tion­al musi­cal the­ater, Duchamp’s cere­bral com­po­si­tions push into the ter­ri­to­ry of pure­ly con­cep­tu­al exer­cis­es cre­at­ed through chance oper­a­tion. In “Erra­tum Musi­cal,” for exam­ple, “the three voic­es are writ­ten out sep­a­rate­ly, and there is no indi­ca­tion by the author, whether they should be per­formed sep­a­rate­ly or togeth­er as a trio.” The arrange­ment depends entire­ly on the time and place of per­for­mance and the intu­itions of the inter­preters.

The Rube Gold­berg machine described by Duchamp’s sec­ond piece, along with the nota­tion sys­tem of his own devis­ing, makes it seem impos­si­ble to per­form; like­wise the entire­ly non-musi­cal “Sculp­ture Musi­cale.” The record­ings we have here rep­re­sent only pos­si­ble ver­sions. Hear oth­ers at Ubuweb, along with sev­er­al inter­views with Duchamp in French and Eng­lish.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Anémic Ciné­ma: Mar­cel Duchamp’s Whirling Avant-Garde Film (1926)

When Bri­an Eno & Oth­er Artists Peed in Mar­cel Duchamp’s Famous Uri­nal

Hear the Exper­i­men­tal Music of the Dada Move­ment: Avant-Garde Sounds from a Cen­tu­ry Ago

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

Watch Heavy Metal Parking Lot, the Cult Classic Film That Ranks as One of the “Great Rock Documentaries” of All Time

Grow­ing up in the Wash­ing­ton, DC sub­urbs in the 80s and 90s among a cer­tain sub­cul­ture of dis­af­fect­ed youth meant that the short cult doc­u­men­tary Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot had an espe­cial­ly leg­endary sta­tus. Every­body seemed to know a friend of a friend’s old­er broth­er or sis­ter who had been caught on cam­era by film­mak­ers John Heyn and Jeff Kru­lik out­side that 1986 Judas Priest con­cert at Largo, Mary­land’s Cap­i­tal Cen­tre (RIP). But geo­graph­i­cal prox­im­i­ty alone to the tit­u­lar park­ing lot does not explain the 17-minute video’s pop­u­lar­i­ty.

Since its first screen­ing at a club called DC Space, Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot has become one of the most beloved of rock films world­wide, a “soci­o­log­i­cal study of head­bangers,” writes Rolling Stone, who rank the short at num­ber 33 in their list of the 40 Great­est Rock Doc­u­men­taries. “Decades before the inter­net made shar­ing video clips as sim­ple as post­ing to Twit­ter or Face­book,” writes The Verge, “Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot caught on, not through offi­cial dis­tri­b­u­tion chan­nels, but through an under­ground net­work of fans that would dub VHS copies and pass them along.” (The movie got a big boost when the film­mak­ers gave a copy to DC-area native Dave Grohl, who kept it on reg­u­lar rota­tion on the Nir­vana tour bus.)

What makes this exposé of met­al fans so spe­cial? Although there’s undoubt­ed­ly a seg­ment of its view­ers who laugh at the film’s col­lec­tion of most­ly anony­mous mid-eight­ies met­al fans, for the most part, Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot’s appeal has not been that of so much viral inter­net content—mean-spirited com­e­dy at the expense of naïve ama­teurs. Thought it’s tempt­ing, as Rolling Stone remarks, “to mock these mul­let-afflict­ed met­al­heads… there’s an unde­ni­able sweet­ness that per­me­ates” the mini-doc and its sub­jects’ “inno­cent quest for rock & roll kicks.”

The sheer goofi­ness and joy­ous aban­don that is 80s heavy met­al con­tributes to the film’s char­ac­ter. And much of the love of Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot comes from the same nos­tal­gic place as that for Dazed and Con­fused except that its char­ac­ters are the real deal. The doc­u­men­tary presents an authen­tic record of mid-80s sub­ur­ban youth in Amer­i­ca. It’s like­ly cos­tume design­ers of Richard Lin­klater’s fol­low-up peri­od piece Every­body Wants Some!! stud­ied Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot in detail.

Like Lin­klater’s testos­terone-heavy films, Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot is large­ly dom­i­nat­ed by dudes—metal bros who “may occa­sion­al­ly be inar­tic­u­late, sex­ist and obnox­ious.” And yet, even fans of the film who grew up in more enlight­ened times and places—and who may not have had friends who looked just like these guys—have found much to love in the movie. The slice-of-life char­ac­ter stud­ies and inter­views cre­ate “a time cap­sule,” Kru­lik told the Verge on the doc­u­men­tary’s 30th anniver­sary screen­ing, one sur­pris­ing­ly still “a lit­tle bit shock­ing.”

On the oth­er hand, Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot remains a vital, time­less record of fandom—of the unvar­nished, uncrit­i­cal devo­tion young lovers of any pop cul­ture phe­nom­e­non bestow upon their object. And like cer­tain oth­er doc­u­men­taries about fandom—such as 1997’s TrekkiesHeavy Met­al Park­ing Lot allows its sub­jects to ful­ly be them­selves, with­out judg­ment or con­de­scen­sion. Even as ordi­nary, most­ly name­less, most­ly stoned and shirt­less kids in the sub­urbs, those selves prove to be as at least as enter­tain­ing as the flam­boy­ant band they came to see.

Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot will be added to our list of Free Doc­u­men­taries, a sub­set of our col­lec­tion 4,000+ Free Movies Online: Great Clas­sics, Indies, Noir, West­erns, Doc­u­men­taries & More. Above you can also watch, “Heavy Met­al Park­ing Lot Alum­ni: Where Are They Now,” the sequel to our fea­tured film. 

via The Verge/Dead Spin

Relat­ed Con­tent:

1980s Met­al­head Kids Are All Right: New Study Sug­gests They Became Well-Adjust­ed Adults

Punk & Heavy Met­al Music Makes Lis­ten­ers Hap­py and Calm, Not Aggres­sive, Accord­ing to New Aus­tralian Study

Heavy Met­al: BBC Film Explores the Music, Per­son­al­i­ties & Great Cloth­ing That Hit the Stage in the 1980s

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

David Bowie Dreamed of Turning George Orwell’s 1984 Into a Musical: Hear the Songs That Survived the Abandoned Project

David Bowie’s 1974 album Dia­mond Dogs intro­duced a new hodge­podge of musi­cal styles: “The music,” writes Nicholas Pegg, “was a four-way tus­sle between the reced­ing sounds of glam, the ris­ing influ­ence of black soul, the syn­the­sized night­mares of The Man Who Sold the World, and the ubiq­ui­tous rock’n’roll swag­ger of Jag­ger.” With its echoes of A Clock­work Orange and William S. Bur­roughs’ The Wild Boys, Bowie called the songs on the album part of a “glit­ter apoc­a­lypse” and described its con­cep­tu­al sce­nario as “the break­down of a city… a dis­af­fect­ed youth that no longer had home-unit sit­u­a­tions, but lived as gangs on roofs and real­ly had the city to them­selves.” His “frag­ment­ed lyrics and the por­trait of urban America’s sor­did melt­down,” writes Pegg, “were clear­ly indebt­ed to Bur­roughs.”

This was a mode in step with the late sixties/early 70s deca­dent ethos (and a con­cept antic­i­pat­ing lat­er cult films like The War­riors and Escape from New York.) And yet, far from soci­etal decay, one of Bowie’s orig­i­nal visions for the project was an adap­ta­tion of George Orwell’s nov­el of total­i­tar­i­an social con­trol, 1984. Dia­mond Dogs may work as a con­cept album in an oblique sort of way, but it came togeth­er, writes Bowie blog Push­ing Ahead of the Dame, as “a sal­vage job, a com­pi­la­tion of scraps from still­born Bowie projects.” In addi­tion to the “urban melt­down” sto­ry, an abort­ed Zig­gy Star­dust musi­cal pro­duced two of Dia­mond Dogs’ songs, “Rebel Rebel” and “Rock’n’Roll With Me.” And Bowie’s for­ay into Orwell gave us “We Are the Dead,” “Big Broth­er,” and, of course, the Isaac Hayes-crib­bing “1984.” (Hear the album ver­sion below and an ear­li­er ver­sion at the top of the post, with a few more Orwellian lyrics and joined with an ear­li­er song, “Dodo.”)

Per­haps his first pub­lic men­tion of the project came as “almost an aside,” notes Pegg, when he casu­al­ly men­tioned in a Rolling Stone inter­view with Bur­roughs, “I’m doing Orwell’s Nine­teen Eighty-Four on tele­vi­sion.” At first, the project had a much more ambi­tious scope. Chriso­pher Sand­ford describes Bowie’s planned adap­ta­tion as “a West End musi­cal, with an accom­pa­ny­ing album and film, lit­tle of which ever hap­pened.” Orwell’s wid­ow and execu­tor of his estate, Sonia Brownell con­sid­ered the project in poor taste and refused him the rights to the nov­el. (Her death in 1980 allowed direc­tor Michael Rad­ford to make his film ver­sion, and the Eury­th­mics to record their con­test­ed sound­track album.)

What sur­vives are the songs—as well as the visions of Orwell and Bur­roughs that con­tin­ued to res­onate in Bowie’s work. The mash-up of musi­cal styles and polit­i­cal con­cepts in Dia­mond Dogs sig­nals a kind of con­fu­sion of Bowie’s own politics—or those of his com­pet­ing personae—which his lat­er albums dogged­ly pur­sue.

On the one hand, Dia­mond Dogs sees Bowie hang­ing on to the role of alien dandy Zig­gy Star­dust. He had also embraced the avant-garde para­noia of Bur­roughs’ mag­i­cal belief sys­tem and Orwell’s night­mare of insti­tu­tion­al con­trol and sur­veil­lance. Odd­ly pulling these ten­den­cies togeth­er was the soul music that emerged ful­ly-fledged on Young Amer­i­cans. When it came to Orwell, “what fas­ci­nat­ed Bowie,” writes Push­ing Ahead of the Dame, “what was arguably the only thing that tru­ly inter­est­ed him in the mid-‘70s, was pow­er, and the schiz­o­phrenic man­ner of thinking—double-thought, basically—that allows, even encour­ages its abus­es.”

For a time, as Bowie moved into his Berlin phase, the fas­ci­na­tion with pow­er dom­i­nat­ed his aes­thet­ic, such that he got a lit­tle too car­ried away with his Thin White Duke char­ac­ter’s flir­ta­tions with fas­cism. (“By 1979,” writes Stereo Williams, “Bowie had dropped the Duke image and referred to it as ‘a nasty char­ac­ter for me.’”) But the theme of “dou­ble-thought,” the fas­ci­na­tion with Orwellian dystopias, and the influ­ence of Bur­roughs’ para­noia and cut-up tech­nique sur­vived the death of both the Thin White Duke and of Zig­gy, the inter­stel­lar flâneur.

Twen­ty years after Dia­mond Dogs, strains of Orwell and Bur­roughs came togeth­er in Bowie’s dystopi­an epic Out­side, whose lyrics, writes Sand­ford, “were sub­ject­ed to a spin in his com­put­er, indus­tri­al­iz­ing the tech­nique once lim­it­ed to scis­sors and paste.” Orwellian themes crop up again in oth­er lat­er Bowie con­cept albums, and in a way, he con­tin­ued to adapt the nov­el long after the lit­er­ary exper­i­ments on Dia­mond Dogs, only in cut-up fash­ion rather than as glam musi­cal the­ater.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

David Bowie’s Music Video “Jump They Say” Pays Trib­ute to Marker’s La Jetée, Godard’s Alphav­ille, Welles’ The Tri­al & Kubrick’s 2001

Hear the Very First Adap­ta­tion of George Orwell’s 1984 in a Radio Play Star­ring David Niv­en (1949)

George Orwell’s 1984 Staged as an Opera: Watch Scenes from the 2005 Pro­duc­tion in Lon­don

How David Bowie, Kurt Cobain & Thom Yorke Write Songs With William Bur­roughs’ Cut-Up Tech­nique

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

330 Years of Female Printmakers (1570–1900) : Download Free Prints, Visit the Exhibit

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Hen­ri­et­ta Louisa Koe­nen was born a cen­tu­ry before the Guer­ril­la Girls, but her col­lect­ing habits are a strong argu­ment for hon­orary, posthu­mous mem­ber­ship in the activist group.

The wife of the Rijksmuseum’s Print Room’s first direc­tor, Koe­nen spent over three decades acquir­ing prints by female artists, though dis­cour­ag­ing­ly few of the 827 women in her col­lec­tion achieved much in the way of recog­ni­tion for their work.

Renais­sance aris­to­crat­ic painter, Sofon­is­ba Anguis­so­la, and por­traitist (and found­ing mem­ber of London’s Roy­al Acad­e­my of ArtsAngel­i­ca Kauff­man, have the dis­tinc­tion of being namechecked in the Guer­ril­la Girl’s 1989 provo­ca­tion, below.

Female Artists 2

Nei­ther can be said to enjoy the muse­um tote bag celebri­ty of a Kahlo or O’Keeffe.

Female Artists 3

Self por­tait, Angel­i­ca Kauff­man

Their work can be expect­ed to attract some new fans, now that 80 some pieces from Koenen’s col­lec­tion are on dis­play as part of the New York Pub­lic Library’s exhib­it, Print­ing Women: Three Cen­turies of Female Print­mak­ers, 1570–1900.

(And it would be unseem­ly not to cred­it Amer­i­can art deal­er Samuel Put­nam Avery, for donat­ing Koe­nen’s col­lec­tion to the library at the turn of the last cen­tu­ry, twen­ty years after her death.)

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Print­mak­ing is a fre­quent­ly col­lab­o­ra­tive art. The droll Young Girl Laugh­ing at the Old Woman, above, was drawn by Anguis­so­la and engraved by Jacob Bos.

And Maria Cosway’s Music Has Charms, at the top of this post, was a fam­i­ly affair, with Cosway print­ing hus­band Richard’s celes­tial ren­der­ing of daugh­ter Louisa Paoli­na Angel­i­ca. (Mrs. Cosway was also an accom­plished com­pos­er and painter of minia­tures and mytho­log­i­cal scenes, though his­to­ry has decreed her most endur­ing claim to fame should be her hold over a besot­ted Thomas Jef­fer­son.)

The library high­lights the con­tin­u­um with an online gallery show­cas­ing the work of con­tem­po­rary female print­mak­ers, some of whom are con­tribut­ing guest posts to cura­tor Madeleine Viljoen’s Print­ing Women blog.

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Sara Sanders, whose 2010 Lith­o­graph, Unti­tled Chair #5, above, is part of a larg­er series, writes:

I believe that the domes­tic objects with which we spend our lives retain traces of our his­to­ries and tell sto­ries about our pasts. These prints are part of an ongo­ing series of por­traits of chairs drawn in the way we imag­ine them to be. Two of the chairs in this series were drawn from exist­ing objects with a rich his­to­ry, while the rest are imag­ined char­ac­ter stud­ies.

Her thoughts seem par­tic­u­lar­ly ger­mane, when the “less­er gen­res” of orna­ment, still-life, and land­scape were by default fre­quent sub­jects for the female artists in Koenen’s col­lec­tion. Pro­pri­ety deemed the fair­er sex should not be par­ty to the nude fig­ure stud­ies that sig­nif­i­cant reli­gious and his­tor­i­cal scenes so often demand­ed.

(Chan­nel your inner Guer­ril­la Girl by per­form­ing an image search on Rape of the Sabine Women, and imag­in­ing the mod­els as aspi­rant artists them­selves, con­fined to such sub­ject mat­ter as vio­lets and laun­dry day.)

That’s not to say domes­tic sub­jects can’t prove divine.

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Wit­ness 1751’s A Child Seat­ed, Blow­ing Bub­bles by Madame de Pom­padour, an ama­teur artist and fre­quent­ly paint­ed beau­ty, who, the Nation­al Gallery’s web­site informs us, was “groomed from child­hood to become a play­thing for the King.”

View the online brochure for New York Pub­lic Library’s Print­ing Women: Three Cen­turies of Female Print­mak­ers, 1570–1900 exhi­bi­tion here. The exhi­bi­tion at The New York Pub­lic Library ends May 27th, 2016.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

11 Essen­tial Fem­i­nist Books: A New Read­ing List by The New York Pub­lic Library

The Women of the Avant-Garde: An Intro­duc­tion Fea­tur­ing Audio by Gertrude Stein, Kathy Ack­er, Pat­ti Smith & More

The New York Pub­lic Library Lets You Down­load 180,000 Images in High Res­o­lu­tion: His­toric Pho­tographs, Maps, Let­ters & More

Ayun Hal­l­i­day is an author, illus­tra­tor, and Chief Pri­ma­tol­o­gist of the East Vil­lage Inky zine. Fol­low her @AyunHalliday

Hear Oscar Wilde’s The Importance of Being Earnest Performed by Sir John Gielgud & Other Legends (1953)

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We here at Open Cul­ture hard­ly have to tell you that, when a play often called the wit­ti­est com­e­dy in the Eng­lish lan­guage meets the Eng­lish actor often called the great­est of his gen­er­a­tion, you won’t want to miss the result­ing per­for­mance. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, if you want­ed to catch Sir John Giel­gud’s turn as Jack Wor­thing in Oscar Wilde’s The Impor­tance of Being Earnest, you’d have had to do so in the 1930s or 1940s. Though it came decades after the Vic­to­ri­an-era play’s 1895 debut in Lon­don (as well as Wilde’s own death), it defined the sen­si­bil­i­ty of this “Triv­ial Com­e­dy for Seri­ous Peo­ple” for gen­er­a­tions to come.

That owes not just to Giel­gud’s Jack Wor­thing, but to Dame Edith Evans’ Lady Brack­nell. Look­ing back at The Impor­tance of Being Earnest’s 1939 revival at the Globe, the Guardian’s Saman­tha Ellis quotes a con­tem­po­rary Times crit­ic describ­ing Evans as “born to play the part … Her appear­ance is mas­ter­ly — per­fect­ly uphol­stered, with a fem­i­nine art now lost, before and behind; and her voice is cor­re­spond­ing­ly uphol­stered so that every phrase, harsh or drawl­ing, comes from the com­fort­able heart of Lady Brack­nel­l’s arro­gance.” The two togeth­er gave full life to the dynam­ic Wilde wrote for the char­ac­ters, seem­ing­ly under­stand­ing well the pains he took to craft a per­fect union of form and sub­stance, rais­ing social triv­i­al­i­ty to a kind of artis­tic sub­lim­i­ty.

But while the win­dow to see Giel­gud and Evans per­form live on stage has long since closed, you can still savor their mas­ter­ful exchange of these seri­ous­ly light lines — in this piece of the­ater where words are all — through this 1953 record­ing avail­able on Spo­ti­fy. (If you don’t have Spo­ti­fy’s free soft­ware, you can down­load it here. You can also hear the play on Youtube: Act 1 above, Act 2 here, Act 3 here.) Before these two mas­ter thes­pi­ans took it on, some crit­ics won­dered whether Wilde’s sig­na­ture work as a play­wright had grown dat­ed, the years hav­ing exposed its emp­ty friv­o­li­ty. But now that even more years have passed, The Impor­tance of Being Earnest has under­gone count­less new pro­duc­tions, adap­ta­tions, and inter­pre­ta­tions, becom­ing the most quot­ed Eng­lish-lan­guage play after the works of Shake­speare and, in a way, prov­ing one of its most oft-quot­ed lines: “In mat­ters of grave impor­tance, style, not sin­cer­i­ty, is the vital thing.”

You can find works by Oscar Wilde in our col­lec­tions of Free eBooks and Free Audio Books.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Alice’s Adven­tures in Won­der­land Read by Sir John Giel­gud: A Great Way to Cel­e­brate the Novel’s 150th Anniver­sary

A 68 Hour Playlist of Shakespeare’s Plays Being Per­formed by Great Actors: Giel­gud, McK­ellen & More

Stephen Fry Reads Oscar Wilde’s Children’s Sto­ry “The Hap­py Prince”

Based in Seoul, Col­in Mar­shall writes and broad­casts on cities, lan­guage, and style. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­les, A Los Ange­les Primer, the video series The City in Cin­e­ma, the crowd­fund­ed jour­nal­ism project Where Is the City of the Future?, and the Los Ange­les Review of Books’ Korea Blog. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall or on Face­book.

How to Open a Wine Bottle with Your Shoe

Should you ever find your­self with a wine bot­tle and no bot­tle open­er, this French video might come in handy. It out­lines two meth­ods for remov­ing the cork with a shoe. Method 1: Remove the foil that cov­ers the cork, then start tap­ping on the bot­tom of the bot­tle with a shoe. Even­tu­al­ly, the nar­ra­tor tells us, the cork will make its way out. Next comes Method 2, the pre­ferred method we’re told, and it involves putting a bot­tle in a shoe, then tap­ping the shoe repeat­ed­ly against the wall–not too hard–until, voila, the cork can be removed by hand. Try this method at your own risk. And need­less to say start with a cheap bot­tle of wine, and far away from an expen­sive rug.

Update: And cov­er the bot­tle with cloth in case the bot­tle shat­ters. Appar­ent­ly that’s been known to hap­pen.

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Relat­ed Con­tent:

Storm: New Short Film Cap­tures the Artistry of Wine­mak­ing

Jane Austen Writes a Let­ter to Her Sis­ter While Hung Over: “I Believe I Drank Too Much Wine Last Night”

How to Clean Your Vinyl Records with Wood Glue

Vin­tage Wine in our Col­lec­tion of 1100 Free Online Cours­es

Patti Smith on Virginia Woolf’s Cane, Charles Dickens’ Pen & Other Cherished Literary Talismans

Oh to be eulo­gized by Pat­ti Smith, God­moth­er of Punk, poet, best-sell­ing author.

Her mem­oir, Just Kids, was born of a sacred deathbed vow to her first boyfriend, pho­tog­ra­ph­er Robert Map­plethor­pe.

Its fol­low up, M Train, start­ed out as an exer­cise in writ­ing about “noth­ing at all,” only to wind up as an ele­gy to her late hus­band, gui­tarist Fred “Son­ic” Smith. (Their daugh­ter sug­gest­ed that her dad  “was prob­a­bly annoyed that Robert got so much atten­tion in the oth­er book.”)

Cher­ish­ing the mem­o­ries comes eas­i­ly to Smith, as she reveals in a fas­ci­nat­ing con­ver­sa­tion with the New York Pub­lic Library’s Paul Hold­en­gräber, above.

She and hus­band Smith cel­e­brat­ed their first anniver­sary by col­lect­ing stones from the French Guiana penal colony, Saint-Lau­rent-du-Maroni, in an effort to feel clos­er to Jean Genet, one of her most revered authors.

She believes in the trans­mu­ta­tion of objects, unabashed­ly lob­by­ing to lib­er­ate the walk­ing stick that accom­pa­nied Vir­ginia Woolf to her death from the NYPL’s col­lec­tion in order to com­mune with it fur­ther. She may turn into a gib­ber­ing fan­girl in face to face meet­ings with the authors she admires, but inter­act­ing with relics of those who have gone before has a cen­ter­ing effect.

Need­less to say, her fame grants her access to items the rest of us are lucky to view though the walls of a vit­rine.

She has paged through Sylvia Plath’s child­hood note­books and gripped Charles Dick­ens’ sur­pris­ing­ly mod­est pen. She has ““per­pet­u­at­ed remem­brance” by com­ing into close con­tact with Bob­by Fis­ch­er’s chess table, Fri­da Kahlo’s leg braces, and a hotel room favored by Maria Callas. Her rec­ol­lec­tion of these events is both rev­er­en­tial and imp­ish, the stuff of a dozen anec­dotes.

“I would faint to use (sculp­tor Con­stan­tin) Brân­cuși’s tooth­brush,“ she quips. “I wouldn’t use it though.”

Where tan­gi­ble sou­venirs prove elu­sive, Smith takes pho­tographs.

Inter­view­er Hold­en­gräber is unique­ly equipped to share in Smith’s lit­er­ary pas­sions, egging her on with quotes recit­ed from mem­o­ry, includ­ing this beau­ty by Rain­er Maria Rilke:

Now loss, how­ev­er cru­el, is pow­er­less against pos­ses­sion, which it com­pletes, or even, affirms: loss is, in fact, noth­ing else than a sec­ond acquisition–but now com­plete­ly interiorized–and just as intense.

(The sen­ti­ment is so love­ly, who can blame him for invok­ing it in pre­vi­ous con­ver­sa­tion with NYPL guests, artist Edmund de Waal and pianist Van Cliburn.)

The top­ic can get heavy, but Smith is a con­sum­mate enter­tain­er whose clown­ish brinkman­ship leads her to cite Jimi Hen­drix: “Hooray, I wake from yes­ter­day.”

The com­plete tran­script of the con­ver­sa­tion is avail­able for down­load here, as is an audio pod­cast.

Note: You can down­load Just Kids or M Train as free audio books if you join Audible.com’s 30-day free tri­al.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Mas­ter Cura­tor Paul Hold­en­gräber Inter­views Hitchens, Her­zog, Goure­vitch & Oth­er Lead­ing Thinkers

Pat­ti Smith’s List of Favorite Books: From Rim­baud to Susan Son­tag

Pat­ti Smith and David Lynch Talk About the Source of Their Ideas & Cre­ative Inspi­ra­tion

Ayun Hal­l­i­day is an author, illus­tra­tor, and Chief Pri­ma­tol­o­gist of the East Vil­lage Inky zine. Fol­low her @AyunHalliday

The Math Behind Beethoven’s Music

Almost all the biggest math enthu­si­asts I’ve known have also loved clas­si­cal music, espe­cial­ly the work of Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven. Of course, as San Fran­cis­co Sym­pho­ny music direc­tor Michael Tilson Thomas once put it, you can’t have those three as your favorite com­posers, because “they sim­ply define what music is.” But don’t tell that to the math­e­mat­i­cal­ly mind­ed, on whom all of them, espe­cial­ly Bach and Beethoven, have always exert­ed a strong pull.

But why? Do their musi­cal com­po­si­tions have some under­ly­ing quan­ti­ta­tive appeal? And by the way, “how is it that Beethoven, who is cel­e­brat­ed as one of the most sig­nif­i­cant com­posers of all time, wrote many of his most beloved songs while going deaf?” The ques­tion comes from a TED-Ed seg­ment and its accom­pa­ny­ing blog post by Natalya St. Clair which explains, using the exam­ple of the “Moon­light Sonata,” what the for­mi­da­ble com­pos­er did it using math. (You might also want to see St. Clair’s oth­er vides: The Unex­pect­ed Math Behind Van Gogh’s “Star­ry Night.”)

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“The stan­dard piano octave con­sists of 13 keys, each sep­a­rat­ed by a half step,” St. Clair writes. “A stan­dard major or minor scale uses 8 of these keys with 5 whole step inter­vals and 2 half step ones.” So far, so good. “The first half of mea­sure 50 of ‘Moon­light Sonata’ con­sists of three notes in D major, sep­a­rat­ed by inter­vals called thirds that skip over the next note in the scale. By stack­ing the first, third, and fifth notes — D, F sharp, and A — we get a har­mon­ic pat­tern known as a tri­ad.” These three fre­quen­cies togeth­er cre­ate “ ‘con­so­nance,’ which sounds nat­u­ral­ly pleas­ant to our ears. Exam­in­ing Beethoven’s use of both con­so­nance and dis­so­nance can help us begin to under­stand how he added the unquan­tifi­able ele­ments of emo­tion and cre­ativ­i­ty to the cer­tain­ty of math­e­mat­ics.”

Explained in words, Beethoven’s use of math­e­mat­ics in his music may or may not seem easy to under­stand. But it all gets clear­er and much more vivid when you watch the TED-Ed video about it, which brings togeth­er visu­als of the piano key­board, the musi­cal score, and even the rel­e­vant geo­met­ric dia­grams and sine waves. Nor does it miss the oppor­tu­ni­ty to use music itself, break­ing it down into its con­stituent sounds and build­ing it back up again into the “Moon­light Sonata” we know and love — and can now, hav­ing learned a lit­tle more about what math­e­mati­cian James Sylvester called the “music of the rea­son” under­ly­ing the “math­e­mat­ics of the sense,” appre­ci­ate a lit­tle more deeply.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Stream the Com­plete Works of Bach & Beethoven: 250 Free Hours of Music

Beethoven’s 5th: The Ani­mat­ed Score

Leonard Bern­stein Con­ducts Beethoven’s 9th in a Clas­sic 1979 Per­for­mance

Beethoven’s Ode to Joy Played With 167 Theremins Placed Inside Matryosh­ka Dolls in Japan

Man Hauls a Piano Up a Moun­tain in Thai­land and Plays Beethoven for Injured Ele­phants

Slavoj Žižek Exam­ines the Per­verse Ide­ol­o­gy of Beethoven’s Ode to Joy

Oliv­er Sacks’ Last Tweet Shows Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy” Mov­ing­ly Flash­mobbed in Spain

Does Math Objec­tive­ly Exist, or Is It a Human Cre­ation? A New PBS Video Explores a Time­less Ques­tion

Based in Seoul, Col­in Mar­shall writes and broad­casts on cities, lan­guage, and style. He’s at work on a book about Los Ange­les, A Los Ange­les Primer, the video series The City in Cin­e­ma, the crowd­fund­ed jour­nal­ism project Where Is the City of the Future?, and the Los Ange­les Review of Books’ Korea Blog. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall or on Face­book.

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