Saturday, 20 September 2008

WAGNER

do you like Shakespeare? the way most people feel about Shakespeare is the way I feel about Wagner. Wagner wrote 9 major operas (some other minor ones), but they are like the Himalayas. I think he's greater than Beethoven because he was a much more rounded person who actually only began composing music seriously in his 40s. Until then he was mainly a writer. The opera by him I love the most is 'Parsifal', a work suffused with beauty, suffering and tenderness so that it seems like the statement of a man who has passed through the veil between life and death and this is his swan song or whatever. It arouses the most mysterious feelings in me. Every Wagner opera is keyed into a different philosophical mood of the composer, The Ring has Schopenhauer and Buddhism, Parsifal the Grail legend and the composers Christian beliefs, after a lifetime of being perfectly immoral. Yet Wagner was in the utmost sense anti-intellectual, hence his anti-semitism. Yet paradoxically he's the most intellectualised composer of all. Wagner's music is pure emotion and that's what his statement is, emotions are what makes us human, his operas are about emotions, pure and simple. Of course this leads to his rejection of reason and thus his anti-semitism, which is perfectly irrational, but at the time seemed to fit into the age's romantic temperament. When such feelings were left to lesser men, they concocted a kind of dogs bollocks on the site of something which is really misunderstood today.

Of course Wagner was also a cross dresser and absolutely schizophrenic.

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

INTO THE ABYSS

INTO THE ABYSS

Michael Sigismond von Orloch gazed at the Giant Gherkin, a proclamation like a Modernist ebony ziggurat useful only for human sacrifice, hanging like an omen over the squalid abyss that is the East End of London. Moloch, the great god of industrial uselessness, set in motion then stopped. The giant ziggurats, infested with skulls, skeletons, glaring red-eyed monkey men in ten piece suits, all the crawling filthy life of the abyss, the devouring jaws of Moloch, the machine god, ebony ziggurats, smoke, filth hung everywhere.

Von Orloch observed in every face signs of woe, but also big dollar signs, big money rats crawling over neon-lit urban synapses meaning men’s minds. (Men’s minds, what a useless Blakean conundrop.)

THE PEOPLE OF THE ABYSS

Everyday von Orloch greeted his boss, a man sitting neck-deep in his own rancidness, all covered up by his purple pink white blue regulation shirt, his ten piece suit. He looked up, nodded. A terrible scar between his eyes like a gunshot wound.

Near Whitechapel there was sex for sale. O good, but because all such transactions necessarily got in the way of the unbelievable life force he felt himself to be implicated in. Only fifteen quid, usual 60 yr old Polish ex-lapdancer, bald, toothless, horrible. The idea of his own palpable naivety clung to him like a grey cloud, for it dawned on him suddenly that there was a whole, invisible, furtive world of sexual transactions being made all around him of which he knew absolutely nothing.

Back at work he shooed away a courting couple who had taken up temporary residence in the hall of the college, locked the door, set off for Liverpool Street Tube Station. Gazing upwards at the Giant Gherkin, the heads of city directors rolling down from the summit, globules of blood be-smattering the faces of a delighted, cheering crowd. Skulls inset with jade-blue coloured encrusted stones set on pike shafts at the entrance to Liverpool Street, tiny monkeys nibbling at noses and ears as if they were carrots.

Carrots, he thought, carrots! All the mis-fired executive decisions surely poured into the gutter along with those bloated, distended heads.

This was the god Moloch, he ruminated, the god Moloch and no mistake. As he bought his tube ticket the dark ebony god Moloch leered at him in the guise of a becoming nubile young graduate ticket seller, who then metamorphosed into a wizened old tart with a rattling cough, her bad breath bearing the odour of old fart. She smiled a toothless grin, grabbed him by the tie:

“I’m the god Moloch, know what I mean?”

"Get off me", he screamed, "or I’ll call the police!"

Moloch grabbed his head, rubbing his face into her ample bosom.

FLEAS ON A THIN DOG

A street vendor barked:

“Something for the weekend Sir?”

“O fuck off…”

“Listen my Austro-Viennese everseefleasonathindog friend…Freud, no ipod, no laptop, no worldwide web, just a…..”

“Whopper!”

“I was going to say ‘big brain’ actually. My youmustrememberweareanimals pre-Jungian disciple of former Austro-Hungarian Empire. Freud, no ipod, no applemac, just perspiration, the perspiration of an advantaged…”

“An advantaged what?”

“Here put this in yer skyrocket.”

“It’s a copy of ‘Nietzsche and Laughter’ by Ruprecht von Humdinger. Don’t you think…”

“I do.”

pAUL mURPHY

RUDIGER SAFRANSKI

Hi, i'm doing some background reading on Nietzsche via Rudiger Safranski's critical biography. Interested to read that N welcomed war because he thought it rejuvenated culture, but detested bourgeois notions of war intended to maximise profit. I would say that he differs from Hitler in that H regarded war as a means to territorial enlargment and enslavement of others. He didn't intrinsically care about culture except when it served his aims, although it is true he may have been a Wagner fan beyond his political role. He certainly didn't initiate the war in order to build more and better culture, since his movement was inherently philistine. This book is useful and recommended for the intellectual context of N. also N's hatred of mass movement politics and the 'threat' posed by the Paris Commune and Socialism generally which he clearly felt threatened by and detested. A surprising facet of N's character is thus revealed, as an anti-bourgeois yet also opposed to mass movements of toilers, does this not place him firmly then in the Nazi camp, if one views Nazism as the radicalism and enlargement of the petit-bourgeois class? Or did N claim an alliance with the vons? I mean it wasn't Frederich von Nietzsche, was it? In fact N detested the Kaiser and also Stocker as a consequence of their anti-semitism. So where does N fit in in the political spectrum or is he just a sad case? A painful case?

Gruss

hi paul,

yes, Nietzsche welcomed war but that's clear and logical. As Heraklitus said, war would be the father of all things N also regarded war as a positive thing, he cites also in Twilight of the idols a sentence that paradise would be beneath the shadow of swords. War would be a heroic thing, war is started by strong overflowing beings, it is always a barbaric moment in war which is made to wipe out all older, decadent, peaceful and tired cultures with the power of youth. how N would affirm war is definitively no question of race or racism by N.

Nietzsche would have liked to have been a member of the nobility, he was ashamed his whole life of his petit-bourgeouis origin. He always said that he was descended from Polish aristocracy, but this is not proven and also only a nice-sounding fable. N doesn't fit into our contemporary political spectrum. Nietzsche had 4 anti's: anti-feminist (this is anti-moral rather right-wing), anti-religiously (neither), anti-socialist (rather right-wing), i.e. he is a tendential, difficult philospher rather than being overtly right-wing. But many elements of his thinking cannot be grasped with the finely checked concept patterns from the left or right wing at all which we today are talking about.

yes I agree. his thought processes don't fit our world at all. He hated the Bismarck Reich, your right, and wanted to go back. So he is in some sense a right-wing anarchist, longing for the days of yore, the golden age of Goethe and Weimar, having to put up with the filthy modern tide which he detested. In a sense he's what we call, a young fogey, ie a person so young yet so old-fashioned.

Before the 2nd World War German society was substantially more complex. Hitler made a "highway" from German society, he also abolished the whole old élite, which was primarily Jewish. Nietzsche wanted to preserve old Germany, back to the old cultural Germanness, for the purposes of Weimar, new united Germany under Bismarck was an artificial nation state with a capital in Berlin. N loved Goethe and Weimar and hated Berlin and Bismarck hated. N also rejected the social state. Generally N detested the new state which set up in the 19th century including its young Emperor.

gruß

a.

Thursday, 4 September 2008

POPOL VUH GOLO UND THOMAS MANN STEFAN ZWEIG

hi paul,

No, Boll isn't really forgotten, but nobody speaks about him much anymore either. People only talk of what is in the media, all those faces in the daily media talking trash. Maybe it is difficult for Boll to bring new sensational stories out from his grave - like Gunther Grass, being a member of the Waffen SS etc. Yes, he is a great author, Grass is great too, but Grass regards himself as being too self-important. I mean, every author who has reached such popularity and such a height of fame, must be something of an opportunist, otherwise they wouldn't have such an impact on the literature scene.

gruss

armin

Hi Armin, yes there are still many variants on Marxism, although a general decline in interest overall, but I still believe Marx's critique of Capitalism to be relevant, as any sensible person does. The DDR like the USSR used their variant of 'Marxism' as a front for the regime's elicit, illegal nature. Of course we could go on discussing the influence of the Russian Revolution all day and all night, but it is clear that it is still influencing the world. Just look at the 'Marxist' insurgency in Tibet and there are well-organised 'Marxist' insurgents in India too. No one knows why they think that a defunct ideology, an ideology that failed first time around, should work again, but they are gaining some ground as we know, especially in Tibet which has a shockingly despotic regime.

I didn't know that Boll is being forgotten. I read his novel 'The Clown' at university, a novel I really enjoyed and I've seen Fassbinder's working of 'The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant', in my view, one of the best studies of women' s feelings made by a man.

Many of the effects and techniques of Surrealist, Marxist and Modernist artists now seem silly or dated to us and there's an intimation that attempts to go against the grain of 'realist' novel or film-making can't or won't work or be popular. I think that's a thing that great artists can do, I mean break the rules but somehow still be popular.

Grass wants to be a Brecht, but he is too sophisticated to be great. Concealing his former membership of the Waffen SS typifies him. All genius is essentially naive, isn't it? And genius itself seems to me to be a naive term. Yes Grass wrote this play, so at this point he wrote a play, mainly to point up his divergence with the great man Brecht and to say that he was a wanker and yes, I Grass, am very like this wanker.

Grass is essentially an opportunist, isn't he?

Gruss


hi paul,

There is Marxism and the DDR-socialist variant which is rather different from the thing called Marxism. We all know that, and I think even Brecht knew it. The DDR was an authoritarian state, a dictatorship, where no democracy was possible. But Marxism, if we read Marx, means something completely different. I think Brecht must have had some sympathies for Marxism, but it should be simple to google it out, shouldn't it?

Yeah, the good old alienation effect. This was a brand new thing in the former times when Brecht established it and until today it is a good one. Today we know everything, we are so hardboiled in everyway, we have seen everything, it's very difficult to surprise us with something new, most things have been there, are hackneyed, the way to act the poets are worn out, and this effect is why most "modern" things of the classical modern authors seem to us as being pretty boring.

I don't know any plays by Grass. Has he written plays? I think he is a kind of a Wannabe-Brecht. Grass has done a lot for the BRD, but he would never be a Brecht. I don't know this play and I didn't know that Grass had written a play.

Grass is a painter too, his pictures are unknown. He is known as the great drummer with his baggy old tin drum. The funny thing is that Heinrich Boll is after his death slowly forgotten, he was a match for Grass.

gruss

armin

Hi, I meant chiefly Brecht's plays like MOTHER COURAGE and LIFE OF GALILEO where he employs his alienation effect. Personally I like these, but can't see an interest in opening out the text anymore. Perhaps this is because society generally has gravitated so far to the right, to the entertainment machine too. From today's point-of-view Brecht's ideas look old-fashioned and irrelevant. But you can see elements of the alienation effect in the work of, for instance, Lars von Trier, where the entertainment machine has seemingly synthesised with Brechtian alienation effects. Brecht stayed as some kind of Marxist but the DDR was deeply suspicious of him as they were of all intellectuals. Brecht sometimes distanced himself from the regime, but supported the regimes crushing of a worker's revolt in 1953. Do you know this play by Grass?

But Bernard Shaw is dead, and Brecht himself dealt with his 1953 crisis only in a few cryptic poems, and so the task of dramatizing it was left to Gunther Grass, the author of "The Tin Drum" and other novels. Herr Grass's play, entitled "The Plebeians Rehearse the Uprising," is set in a theater in East Berlin on June 17, 1953. It shows a famous author-director, referred to only as "the Chief," rehearsing a production of "Coriolanus," Shakespeare's play about the conflict between the Roman ruling clique and the plebeians; the rehearsal is interrupted by a delegation of real "plebeians" who seek to enlist "the Chief" and his powerful prestige in their revolt. There is no doubt as to the identity of "the Chief."

Hi Paul,

I do not know much about Brecht's attitude towards Marxism. At least, he went voluntarily to the eastern part of Germany after he returned from America, a tip that he could not have detested Marxism totally. He is valid anyway as a left-winger while Gottfied Benn is classified rather as a right-winger. And the just thus drawers (categories) are, and I always have my difficulties with drawers, because they mostly prevent one having thoughts and insights by oneself or to detest something from the start declines without knowing it really. How you judge Brecht's dramas there is something true in it. I do not know so many, but the great plays like Mother Courage or the Dreigroschenoper are great. Clear they are didactic, pretentious no, I do not find them, also they are easy as a rule to understand. And Brecht has given us together with Kurt Weill many fine songs.

Enzensberger is a really good author, but one of those which are so successful, that they already in the background of the topical discourse of contemporary poetry. One talks about the argumentative ones, the younger ones, the rebellious ones. They control the lyric scene. No one is interested in Enzenberger. I expect no new texts from him, he is old and maybe also a little bit tired. In contrast to Franz Mon who still writes sparkling, experimental texts with his 82 years. By the way, there is among the lyricists just an amount of great women like Sabine Scho, Marion Poschmann, Brigitta Oleschinski etc. Who make really interesting things. These are the real contemporaries who are so old as we are or even younger. We those big 2 Godfather of the German literatur: Gunther Grass and Hans Magnus Enzensberger, both old, comfortable, dried out, like fat, old and dopey elephants that are too big even for walking. They have already said the best of what they have to say. Even if each of them writes another 10 books, nothing amazing or new will follow.

Gruss

Armin


Dear Armin, yes I mean Hans Magnus Enzenberger. I know he is the most eminent German poet living today. No I'd forgotten that we talked about Brecht. I was reading, but only in brief, Michael Hofmann's translations of 20th century German poets in a Faber anthology. There were many poems by Brecht, Enzenberger, Rilke, a few by Georg Grosz, Heiner Muller (who I believe was mainly a playwright), Gunther Grass and others. Overall the anthologies disappointing, picking out only the obvious names. As always there were few German women poets represented. Brecht's main strength was as a poet, his plays are pretentious, inaccessible or too overtly didactic, or just ruined by Brecht's own historicist/Marxist views. He made an interesting film, Kuhle Wampe, about the economic and political situation in the 30s. Personally I'm more interested in the Modernist movement than Marxism. I think Enzenberger detests Marxism. Of course Marx himself is buried not far from here, in Highgate cemetery. Not far from there's a Karl Marx Memorial Library and the British library too. Lenin also lived in this part of London.

Gruss

hi paul,

probably you mean Hans Magnus Enzensberger? Yes, he is one of the greatest contemporary German authors. He is a very established one. I don't know anything about his relation to Marx, he is regarded as a progressive author. In the 70s he still wrote noteworthy texts, then he became accepted by the broad mass of people. He could be the court poet of the German government.

We talked about Brecht, maybe a year ago. Don't you remember? 2 ys ago was the 50th anniversary of his day of death. He is rather popular in Germany, I don't know if he is more popular in Munich than in other towns - I don't think so.

I prefer, actually, those authors who are argumentative or are even notorious. He has swum against the stream, as well as Goethe and others, but then he became successful and famous very quickly.

Gruss

armin

Hi, I read an interesting poem by Enzenberger about Marx. Doesn't look as if Enzenberger dug Marxism. I have his book 'Kiosk' in my book collection and attempted a translation.

Do you like work of Brecht? Are there ever any revivals of Brecht in Munich, or is he forgotten about now?