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Dig This page intentionally left blank Dig SOUND AND MUSIC IN HIP CULTURE PHIL FORD 1 1 Oxford University Press is a department of the University of Oxford. It furthers the University’s objective of excellence in research, scholarship, and education by publishing worldwide. Oxford New York Auckland Cape Town Dar es Salaam Hong Kong Karachi Kuala Lumpur Madrid Melbourne Mexico City Nairobi New Delhi Shanghai Taipei Toronto With offi ces in Argentina Austria Brazil Chile Czech Republic France Greece Guatemala Hungary Italy Japan Poland Portugal Singapore South Korea Switzerland Th ailand Turkey Ukraine Vietnam Oxford is a registered trade mark of Oxford University Press in the UK and certain other countries. Published in the United States of America by Oxford University Press 198 Madison Avenue, New York, NY 10016 © Oxford University Press 2013 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior permission in writing of Oxford University Press, or as expressly permitted by law, by license, or under terms agreed with the appropriate reproduction rights organization. Inquiries concerning reproduction outside the scope of the above should be sent to the Rights Department, Oxford University Press, at the address above. You must not circulate this work in any other form and you must impose this same condition on any acquirer. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Ford, Phil, 1969– Dig : sound and music in hip culture / Phil Ford. pages cm Includes bibliographical references and index. ISBN 978-0-19-993991-6 (hardback : alk. paper) 1. Popular music— History and criticism. 2. Music—Social aspects. I. Title. ML3470.F68 2013 781.64—dc23 2013005947 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 Printed in the United States of America on acid-free paper For Clare Ford, my Mum This page intentionally left blank Acknowledgments Th ere is an esoteric book somewhere that lists the author as “Th e Interdependent Universe,” and this seems pretty apt to me. Th e interdependent universe is the real author of every book: no book was ever written without the support of a thousand and one connections, large and small, between its author and everyone he or she encounters in the process of writing. But even though I could just thank the interdependent universe and call it a day, that would be no fun for anyone, since the point of the acknowledgments page is to provide pleasurable suspense to those who might plausibly fi nd their names written therein—a suspense to be resolved either in the satisfaction aff orded by seeing one’s contri- bution noted or (more likely) in the disappointment of having been forgotten. To those soon to experience the latter, I am sincerely sorry. Th e interdependent universe is a big place and I have a poor memory, so it was bound to happen. Whether or not your name appears here, it is nevertheless true that if you have ever so much as suff ered one of those hallway-ambush conversations for which I am known, you deserve to see your name here, and you have helped me in ways for which I am truly grateful. Suzanne Ryan, my editor at Oxford, is the Good Fairy Godmother of Hip. From the moment in 2007 when she fi rst listened to my idea for this book and then for the next fi ve years as she waited for me to fi nish it, her faith and patience have allowed this project to take form and ripen. I am also grateful to her edito- rial assistant, Adam Cohen, and to the design and production staff at Oxford University Press. I am especially grateful to my colleagues in the musicology department at the Indiana University Jacobs School of Music. Special thanks go to Peter Burkholder and Massimo Ossi, who as department chairs supported my research and guided me through my fi rst years at IU; to Tina Muxfeldt, for her conversation; to Dan Melamed, for his shrewd advice; and to Michael Long, who read my work with sympathy and understanding. Halina Goldberg, Ayana Smith, and Giovanni Zanovello have all generously put up with the aforementioned hallway ambushes viii Acknowledgments and generally brightened up the place with their good cheer. I would also like to thank Gwyn Richards, the dean of the Jacobs School of Music, whose grant of a semester course release gave me the time I needed when I needed it, and to the Indiana University Offi ce of the Vice Provost for Research for the award of a Summer Research Fellowship. My students at the Jacobs School have helped me forge and sharpen the ideas in this book. I owe a particular debt of gratitude to the participants of my “Sound, Music, Counterculture” seminar and my course “Process Music” (whatever that is). Dan Bishop, Kerry O’Brien, Jon Yaeger, and Alisa White have been invalu- able interlocutors throughout my time at Indiana. Special thanks go to Carolyn Carrier McClimon, who found order in the chaos of Norman Mailer’s draft man- uscripts for “Th e White Negro,” and to Joanna Helms, who assisted me with many aspects of this book’s fi nal formatting and editing. Th is book originated in the research I did for my dissertation, whose fl aws are entirely my fault and should refl ect no discredit on the teachers with whom I was fortunate to work, especially Michael Cherlin, David Grayson, James Hepokoski, and Joel Weinsheimer. But I have always been fortunate in my teachers: the pia- nists Michel Block and Leonard Hokanson and the Zen teacher and translator Shohaku Okumura have contributed in other, less obvious ways to my development as a musician and a human being. My fi rst and best teachers, though, were my parents. Jay Ford’s deep feeling for the written word and old-school ethic of humanist learning has always stood as a model of scholarly engagement to me. Clare Ford has been the greatest infl uence on my life. An unassuming person, she has taught me what it is to undertake large works and persevere in them; a gentle person, she has shown me what toughness really is. To her this book is dedicated. Th is book owes its largest intellectual debt to art historian and curator Graham Larkin. When we were both fellows at the Stanford Humanities Fellows Program (then under the enlightened stewardship of Seth Lerer), Graham tipped me off to the signifi cance of Marshall McLuhan, and our regular Chinese food truck conversations about McLuhan, media, and mediated presence led me to many of the basic insights of this book. Graham’s meticulous and insightful reading of the book during and after its composition contributed many new ideas and saved me from a great many infelicities of prose. Over the years, many friends have helped me write this book in countless direct and indirect ways. Th anks and warm aff ection go to Byron Almén, Jonathan Bellman, Elizabeth Bergman, Patrick Boley, Jim Buhler, Tim Dunne, Andy Flory, Heather Hadlock, John Howland, D. D. Jackson, David Brent Johnson, Richard Leppert, Mark and Jill Mazullo, and Albin Zak. I am also indebted to other scholars in the hip biz—Michael Szalay, Melissa Goldsmith, Joel Dinerstein, and especially Lee Konstantinou—who shared their work-in- progress with me. Acknowledgments ix I owe a special thank-you to Peggy Brooks, whose late husband, John, is the focus of this book’s last chapter. She has been tremendously generous with her time, her memories, and her collection of John’s scores, recordings, books, and letters. More than that, though, her support and encouragement of my work on John Benson Brooks is one of the greatest gifts I received in the course of writing this book. I also thank Don Heckman and Gunther Schuller for speaking to me about their work and friendship with Brooks, and to the late Robert Lucid for his encouragement of my work on Norman Mailer. Securing copyright permissions is no one’s idea of a good time, but on occasion it did allow me to make contact with the families of artists (and sometimes the artists themselves) whose work has been so meaningful to me over the course of writing this book. I would like especially to thank Gary and Laura Grimshaw, Charna Halpern, Danny Hellman, Mary Hicks, Serena Naeve, and Margo Shustak. Special thanks go to Naz Pantaloni, who contributed invaluable advice on securing copyright permission for the images, poems, song texts, musical exam- ples, and archival materials that appear in this volume. I would like to thank the librarians and staff at the Institute of Jazz Studies archives at Rutgers University at Newark, the Harry Ransom Center at the University of Texas at Austin, the Stanford University Special Collections, the Hoover Institution Library and Archives, the Lilly Library at Indiana University at Bloomington, the Kent State Special Collections and Archives, the University of Southern California Libraries Special Collections, the Bentley Historical Library at the University of Michigan, the Louis Round Wilson Special Collections Library at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and Bill Schurk at the Jerome Library at Bowling Green State University. My wife, Helen Ford, is my best reader and a damn good editor. She is the brains of the outfi t, and I cannot begin to do justice to her infl uence on every word in this book. I am deeply grateful to Helen’s parents, Phil and Barbara Shively, and to my sister, Julia, for their constant love and support. Try as I might, I fi nd I cannot avoid acknowledgment-page clichés, and it gets harder the nearer I get to the heart of my heart, my family. “I thank my wife for putting up with me” . . . “this book could never have been written without” . . . “words cannot express” . . . blah blah blah. But it turns out that some clichés are clichés because they are so obviously true. Helen and my children, Nicholas and Alice, did have a certain amount to put up with (absences while traveling for research, boring din- nertime lectures on magical hermeneutics, etc.); I never could have written this book without them; and words cannot express my gratitude and love.

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