Ned Rorem, composer and writer, is both a gifted memoirist and one of our most acerbic cultural commentators. This anthology of his musings on music, people, and life surveys the full range of his literary achievement and reflects the evolution of his sensibilities.
The first part of the book is devoted to writing of an autobiographical nature, including ruminations on being alone and on becoming a composer. The second part focuses on music and individuals from Bartók and Ravel to Edith Piaf and the Beatles. The final part consists of portraits and memorials of such figures as Martha Graham, Paul Bowles, Marc Blitzstein, Frank O’Hara, Allen Ginsberg, and Truman Capote. The book also includes a lengthy conversation on the art of the diary.
Ned Rorem (born October 23, 1923) is a Pulitzer prize-winning American composer and diarist. He is best known and most praised for his song settings.
Rorem was born in Richmond, Indiana and received his early education in Chicago at the University of Chicago Laboratory Schools, the American Conservatory of Music and then Northwestern University. Later, Rorem moved on to the Curtis Institute in Philadelphia and finally the Juilliard School in New York City.
In 1966 he published The Paris Diary of Ned Rorem, which, with his later diaries, has brought him some notoriety, as he is honest about his and others' sexuality, describing his relationships with Leonard Bernstein, Noël Coward, Samuel Barber, and Virgil Thomson, and outing several others[vague] (Aldrich and Wotherspoon, eds., 2001). Rorem has written extensively about music as well. These essays are collected in anthologies such as Setting the Tone, Music From the Inside Out, and Music and People. His prose is much admired, not least for its barbed observations about such prominent musicians as Pierre Boulez. Rorem has composed in a chromatic tonal idiom throughout his career, and he is not hesitant to attack the orthodoxies of the avant-garde.
I guess I'm done with this. I bought it in December and have been nibbling on it ever since. I opened it recently and realized there's nothing in it I haven't read. Rorem is a first-rate composer, but much of his renown rests on his exhibitionistic diaries and bitchy music reviews. Some of his stuff can be thin, a little jejune, a little slack, but his musical writings are brilliant. He explains that Virgil Thomson, who set the tone for many other 20th American composers, filtered homespun melodies "through a chic Gallic prism." So true, not only of Thomson but of Aaron Copland, David Diamond, and Rorem himself. So much American classical music is suave pastoral, theatrical rusticity. It's Marie Antoinette dressed as a milkmaid. That's why I love it.
Ned Rorem is (was?) a twentieth century raconteur and music composer, a guy who rubbed elbows (and apparently a bit more than that) with many famous and near-famous cultural figures. His memoir is a feast, something you read while curled up in a chair with a cup of filthy jasmine tea.
In the hands of a lesser writer, this kind of thing would amount to little more than narcissistic grandstanding. But Rorem's insights are keen and his prose is somehow lyrical and muscular at the same time. You don't have to know anything about music to enjoy his expositions on the subject. In fact, you don't have to know much about anything. Rorem will fill you in.
P. 221 … the brainwashed public alerted to disrespect what it might understand or like.
P. 259 Quoting Julian Green: "If I do bring a message, then I'm like a messenger so is unable to read and whose message is incomprehensible to himself; I rather like a stenographer who cannot really reread his work because he only knows how to write."
P. 260 And he often said too – quoting Pascal quoting God – "You wouldn't seek me if you hadn't already found me."
"To live is to improvise variations on our own theme," writes composer and author Ned Rorem, "yet those improvisations are not random but (unbeknownst to us at the moment) formal and collective" speaks to me. I suggest A Ned Rorem Reader, Foreward by J. D. McClatchy to those who love exquisite literature and music.