Static Live Magazine November 2019


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The New Normal:

Stars vs. Smartphone

-toting Fans

During my decades as a

music writer at various

newspapers, I interviewed a

number of country musicians who

talked about performing behind

a screen of chicken wire at some

honky-tonk dive. They swore such

wire fencing saved their ass: A

boozy patron would get pissed

because, say, he decided the

singer was eyeing his gal, and

so the irate dude would begin

chunking Bud bottles at the band.

I heard so many variations on the

chicken-wire thing that to this day

I’m too chickenshit to step foot in

any honky-tonk except those fake

ones at Disney World.

So, I had to laugh when I read

about a recent classical music

concert in Cincinnati where

German violinist Anne-Sophie

Mutter became rattled because a

front-row audience member was

using her smartphone to film the

performance. Mutter stopped in

the middle of a Beethoven piece

and, according to a press report,

said, “Either I will leave, or you

will put away your phone and

recording device.”

A kerfuffle ensued, and the

patron was escorted out of the

performance hall.


by Rick de Yampert

A recent New York

Times article detailed an

incident at a performance of the

Off-Broadway musical “The Wrong

Man.” The play featured onstage

seating, and when star Joshua

Henry noticed one of those patrons

was using his smartphone to

record the show, Henry snatched

the phone and tossed it under a

riser – and did so while still singing

and staying in character! Sweet!

Yeah, I know: You can say

performing Beethoven or Broadway

requires a bit more concentration

and skill than playing a piece of

shit-kicking hillbilly rock like Hank

Jr.’s “All My Rowdy Friends Are

Coming Over Tonight.” But these

days, when guys are recording

their piss streaming into a public

toilet because they think it looks

like some Salvador Dali-meets-

Marcel Duchamp artwork . . . well,

digital intrusions in our lives are

just the new normal.

And this new normal is infiltrating

the performing arts. Effete classical

musicians are just going to have

to deal with it and get some advice

from the honky-tonkers about how

to deal with distractions.

I’m guessing there’s a generational

divide about the desirability of

Instagramming EVERY FUCKING

MOMENT of one’s life, with most

Boomers (full disclosure – I’m one)

believing such practice is only

slightly less appealing than eating

Satan’s turds, while Millennials

As a sitar player who performs

throughout Central Florida, I am

always happy to have listeners

record and then Instagram and

Facebook me – hey, free publicity!

The downside, as musician

friends have commented to me, is

when a fan happens to capture a

performance you don’t feel is your

best, and you the artist have no

control as it worms its way into the

digital landscape.

Just to be clear: If you catch me

performing on sitar somewhere,

I will be bummed if you think my

music is NOT worth recording.

So, please, Facebook the fuck

out of me. As a Boomer-aged

consumer of entertainment, I’m

not so big on digitally documenting

the concerts and shows I attend.

Having reviewed some 1,200

performances during my 30-year

journalism career, I’ve had enough

of having my attention diverted away

from the star on stage – which in

my case meant taking notes and

instantly analyzing the performance

for the review I’d be writing on a

40-minute deadline when I got back

to the newspaper office an hour

later. For me, it’s a luxury to just sit

and EXPERIENCE a performance

without note-taking and without

smartphoning it.

Still, I love that performers such as

Mutter and Henry are fighting back.

The potential for such performer ire

introduces an edginess to modern

live entertainment. Back in my

reviewing days, I frequently had to

dodge the vomit spews of drunk

fans near my seat. Now I have to

be wary of the star tossing a fan’s

iPhone into the crowd.

I look forward to the day when the

Grammys give an award for Best

Performance by a Classical Artist

Shoving a Smartphone Up a Fan’s

Ass. And the Grammys will surely

give a companion award for Best

Fan Video of a Classical Artist

Shoving a Smartphone Up Another

Fan’s Ass.

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