Do, re, mi...

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I have been in France for eight years now, working largely in Paris and living at the foot of the Mont Ventoux in Provence. I am surrounded by vineyards, olive groves and orchards, and am reminded daily of the beauty of nature and its relationship to man. In all seasons I see backs bending, fingers picking and trees being shaken or pruned, and from these actions come our daily bread (and, of course, wine). It is a natural and an organic life, full of respect for the life and the shape of things, and I feel absolutely at home in it. That is, until it comes to music. Musically I feel like an alien trying to talk a language in a one-syllabled universe, and in the last year I have been trying to figure out why.

For thirty-five years I was immersed in the Austro-Hungarian tradition of music. Music was taught to me as a language, one to be sung and spoken through the medium of horsehair, wood, gut and ivory. It was to be whispered or heralded. It was a serenade, a country dance or a political protest, and was constructed of questions and answers, secrets, sub-plots, yearning, surprise, fulfillment and revelation. Above all it was universal, a language that that not only cut across continents, through culture, race, and class, and touched something common to us all, but also something that had the power to heal divides between us. Indeed, until I moved to France I could not imagine music any other way.
Here, for example, is my teacher in Germany, Johannes Goritzki, approaching the Haydn D major concerto (I am seventeen):
“This is the Count singing his love song: ‘Ach, mich shlip ding traut war, becher stingt das pfiffer zartmust’.” Goritzki gets down on one knee and opens wide his arms whilst singing the second subject in a resonant tenor. Then he gets up and is himself again. “You must listen to Fischer Diskau if you listen to nothing else to understand how to speak music…. But perhaps the opera is in Italian?” Now he makes a twirl as if spinning himself in to the new sound world. “Did you know Haydn was a prolific composer of opera? Eight in German and fourteen in Italian? It’s up to you to decide. Anyway, so here comes the lovesick Italian girl! But of course, as opera will have it, she is love-sick not for the Count but for another….Aha!” He shuffles daintily to the corner of the room, twisting imaginary locks of hair, pouting, and singing the phrase transposed up an octave now and ornamented. “Lingere pronto tanto, devore straggazzate …’”…
And here I am in the Wigmore Hall watching the extraordinary ‘winged bowing’ of Steven Isserlis. I observe his arm at the tip of the bow at the top of a phrase as if it were at the top of a hill. I feel the ecstatic tension. Then I watch it fall back towards his torso as the music exhales and relaxes…. and I realize that for a string player the bow is the equivalent of the singer’s breath.
And, at the International Musicians’ Seminar in Prussia Cove, listening to a class with the Hungarian violinist Sandor Végh and realizing that the fingers on the bow are equivalent to the lips, teeth and tongue. ‘Parlando!’ the Maestro practically screams whilst spit forms at the corners of the jelly lips that rest atop his several chins. (Thinking about it now, I’m not sure this guy would get a job at the Paris conservatoire..) ‘Make it SPEAK!’. Rather unkindly Végh likens the student’s sound to maccheroni’. ‘NAAAAAAAAAAA……. CUTTED!’ he says, implying that the student has no shape to their note, no beginning or end; that they just make a sound, which they cut when it is over, and then make another one. ‘NAAAAAAAAAAA……. CUTTED!’
Learning how to sing and, above all, to speak formed the basis of my musical education.

The French system of musical education uses the Sol Fège method. Unlike the Kodaly concept where (as Cyrilla Rowsell stresses in the summer edition of Arco magazine) you begin with the joy of music, learning about harmony, melody and modulation through sol fège with a moveable doh, paying attention to gesture and listening with your inner ear, the French system insists on something called ‘formation musicale’. This, as far as I can understand it, consists of the parrot-fashion learning of sol fège using, critically, a fixed doh. In other words, with sol being sol, whether it is the tonic or the dominant or the flattened sixth, nothing is learned about melody, harmony, modulation or intervals. The French system also insists that every child has twice the amount time dedicated to this ‘formation musicale’ than to his instrumental lessons. Agnès, for example, a keen cellist of nine in the ‘first cycle’ (the first four to five years of music training) has an hour of sol fège and half an hour of her cello lesson. James, a talented eleven year old clarinet player now in the ‘second cycle’, has 90 minutes of sol fège a week compared to 45 minutes of his clarinet lesson. This would all be very well if the child was being immersed in and learning to love music, but he is not. When you ask him to sing a melody, though he may sing the right notes, he is merely stringing numbers together. I will try and give an example:
Emilie was playing the Beethoven A major sonata. The opening of three questioning phrases, with its intervals reaching and falling, asking, trying to answer but instead asking again, and reiterating the question a third time but with more emphasis, was flat. It was what Végh would have called ‘maccheroni sound’. I asked Emilie to sing the phrase.
‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa’ she sang, moving the pitch around. She breathed in random places and not once did she use her lips, teeth or tongue. I asked her to sing the phrase with free articulation, using any vowels or consonants that came naturally, as if she were scatting. This was what she sung:
‘La Re Fa Doh Mi Re Doh Re Si La Sol  Mi La Fa Re Mi Fa’ She may as well have sung A E F C E D C D B A G E A F D E F.  Or 6 3 4 1 3 2 1 2 7 6 5 6 2 7 4 5 6
In terms of articulation, in terms of language, Emilie was stuck between using the system she had learned at school and being dumb. Nothing else was imaginable or possible. No fantasy. No feeling. No connection to her inner hearing. I sang the three phrases to her, ending each instinctively on an ‘m’ to allow for the release before the next. It wasn’t exactly Ella Fitzgerald (though I do use the syllables rugga dung dung a lot, they didn’t seem appropriate here.) but I was using sounds that I felt corresponded to Beethoven’s music. Or at least Beethoven’s music as I heard it in my inner ear. Here’s what I sang:
‘La da dihm, lo de da do lada de dumm, la di la lo di dohmmmmmmmmmm’
(I guess you had to be there…)
Emilie looked at me as if I was a crazy woman with Tourettes syndrome who had just walked in off the street.
In Wikipedia Sol Fège is defined as a ‘technique used for the teaching of sight singing’ and, with a fixed doh, it is exactly that.  An exercise. When taught with a moveable doh and as a cog in the wheel of a broader musical training such as in the Kodaly concept, it has a valuable place in any musical education, but this is sadly not the case in the French system. It is not the fault of sol fège that these children do not develop an inner hearing that is at the centre of music making, or a connection to the real language of music. It is my opinion that it is the fault of a system that thinks musical training begins and ends with the perfection of a sight-singing exercise.

 In his brave book, ‘On achève bien les écoliers?’ (They shoot children, don’t they’), Peter Gumbel talks about an evaluation system in France that actively discourages creativity and individuality. He says:
.”The”… “studies, conducted by the OECD and other respected institutions”..”show conclusively that French children overall are more anxious and intimidated in school than their peers in Europe or other developed countries. They're so terrified by the idea of making mistakes and being lambasted for them, that they'd rather keep their mouths shut than put their hands up”
When I read this sentence, my first thought is, how can anyone sing with his mouth shut? If a child is so worried about getting something wrong (and wrong means not what the teacher has decided is right) he will never risk making sound. If he is only listening for that which his teacher is dictating to him rather than what his inner ear dictates, he will never be able to make music. He will, most probably, grow up to be a young instrumentalist so in need of approval from the system that he will, rather than taking a year out and spreading his wings, stay in the very same system until he gets it ‘right’. (I know hardly any French musicians who have chosen to study abroad. Paris, not New York, Budapest, Salzburg or Vienna, is the be-all and end all.) And if that young musician does get it ‘right’ and becomes an adult musician, he will probably go on to teach in and therefore fortify the system that taught him.

    Today, having lived eight years in a country where, even with a Masters in music from New York (and, I admit, half a Doctorate. I was missing Europe so much I decided to come home!), I still have no right to teach in my local music school. This is because I do not have the French teaching diploma (the C.A) that shows I can teach the French system. Despite International and European initiatives to establish diploma equivalents and recognitions (the European Qualifications Framework give an equivalent if the degree is European, and the Centre International d’Etudes Pedagogiques, who say there is no legal equivalent to an American degree, can provide an ‘attestation de comparabilité’), schools and institutions here will not consider an application from someone without the French teaching diploma. Though frustrating, I can cope. With a bit of imagination I am finding ways to communicate what I have to offer (looking in to starting up a private chamber academy locally, for example, and teaching throughout the rest of Europe.) However, I would love to share with the young musicians around me some of the extraordinary experiences I have been so privileged to have over the last thirty years, and I have to admit that not being able to do so sometimes breaks my heart.
    I spoke to Peter Gumbel on the telephone, and things are, he says, looking up. Since his book came out, he has been contacted for advice from all political parties and those involved in education on all levels. He says more and more people in French universities are going abroad to study. I can only hope they come back and are encouraged, in amongst these beautiful vineyards, olive groves and orchards, to share the International language of music, and that Steven Isserlis, even though he is not French, gets some concerts nearby so I can get another glimpse of that to-die-for breathing bow arm.

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Crazy, crazy system and how to kill creativity! great writing and obviously the little girl is not learning do, re, mi in this one!

that little girl is so not do re mi! how could she be when she is your daughter?!!!!!!

great text, Ruth. We use the same system in Belgium, and though -to my experience- it might not be as creativity-killing as you say, but you've pointed out a great deal of the weaknesses.

One can argue that "written" music (huh? - kinda' dancing about architecture, no?) was itself, the first natural remove, making music into "text". When I was at NEC in the early 70s, movable Do, although used, was looked on as an unsatisfactory little brother to fixed Do, for it was the high time of serialism and anything that might encourage tonal thinking was suspect.

Musicality, although innately human, is experienced in a wide range (a smaller group then the self-diagnosed are actually amusical). Its development time is different in each of us as well. So the problem of "teaching" music en masse is one that easily slips into the dogmatic. Otherwise you might have to practice the very non-fraternal practice of saying whom can study music. So maybe the French system is an example of how good intentions can go awry.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to teach children just to play, and better still, to play together, and then teach them written music when they express a need for something like it, so that it is delivered as a solution to their own musical problem.

Kodaly wasn't just a doh re me merchant - whether fixed or not; he
was an incredible genius whose work with music still has - will always
have -the potential to change, for the incomparably better, every
aspect of education. It not only provokes and develops an ability to
listen and hear, to inform and activate the emotions - but also - as
demonstrated by the (sadly mostly erstwhile) specialist Kodaly Schools
of Hungary - correctly administered, it has proved to raise the level
of a normal IQ by an average of 10 points. That's a lot!
Students engage in every subject with the ability and enthusiasm
granted by their basic music training. The training isn't a mystery;
it's pure body, heart, mind, spirit - and common sense led.

Kodaly's huge contribution was to separate the raw materials of music
and take them one at a time - and yes, just as Peter (the Other)(?!)
would wish - to play with them.
Learning the endless patterns of 'Doh ray me' and 'doh lah soh' (sorry
I can't add the numbers which signify notes lower than the central doh)
give not only the central components of the pentatonic scale, common to
folk traditons throughout the world, but also the basis both of 'doh'
as major key note and 'lah' as minor key note.
A series of specific hand signs was brilliantly added to Kodaly's
teaching material by Cecilia Wajda. They serve to 'embody' the pitches
and their relations with each other. It's the perfect memory aid, and
lots of fun.

I invented a bouncing bar on which these joyous hand jive pitches could
be danced to rhythms thus made visible, giving them energy. (I can't
draw them, sadly - but perhaps someone might offer?) A class, group
teacher or parent may choose to dance a musical question - signed and
sung together with the children - whilst the free hand may indicate the
child who is to compose an answer. More such questions and responses
should easily tumble along after.

When it comes to reading the pitch notation just sung,it's so very
easy! Think how difficult it is, comparatively, to produce one of many
variations of sounds of any one of 26 small or upper case letters,
read a word - a sentence - a paragraph - a book!!!!
To learn to read music all one has to do at first is to read two (very
big!)notes - doh, and re; one palbably higher than the other! Then two,
then three...eventually four and finally (for the moment) five.

Once all three notes of the first(major-based, doh re me) set have been
practised, one moves on to the minor-tinged, doh lah soh, set. Then, as
the two sets gradually meet and greet each other, at last all five
notes of the pentatonic scale are in play. That's the entire vocabulary
for most folk music in most world traditions! Quite a library.

Rhythm too, has a spoken language, bursting with energy, all of its
own.
I could sing: piddleiddledm dm dm piddleiddledm dm dm piddleiddledaaahm
dada deeeeee... and surely most of Ruth's readers would recognise this
fine Mozart theme. How, though, does it translate into a useful
rhythmic notation? One which a child might enjoy?
But it's late and you might well have had quite enough!

Thanks for all your comments. Interesting debate starting here.

Peter, I hadn't thought of the atonal aspect. I was thinking more about folk traditions. An interesting angle. Thank you. I agree about simply playing, and playing together. Here in France the kids are often not allowed to touch an instrument before they have had a year of 'formation musicale'....humph.

Jill, thanks for your informative comment. I should stress though that am not at all against sol fége and certainly not Kodaly who, I agree, was a great musician, deeply connected to the physicality of a folk tradition, and whom I would NEVER class as a do re mi merchant. I am only worried by the limited use (abuse?) of sol fége in the French system which seems to strip it of all the beauty and value you describe so eloquently and turn it into an intellectual exercise. Particularly one you can 'get wrong'!

I think there is another important point here which is I am not only talking about children. A system is a great aide to learning for a child or an adult, but then surely it has to be let go as music pours through in its place. The tragedy of the French system, to me at least, is they never get beyond the system. A professional musician still sings in sol fége when rehearsing a Beethoven quartet or a Mozart aria, and - to me at least - the sounds are unnatural.

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