Ok, it’s been brought to my attention by a few people that it perhaps wasn’t such a great idea to use the term “euro-trash” as a replacement term for “European modernism”, in my blog about the Bang on a Can marathon. Especially since I used it totally without explanation.
I didn’t mean it disparagingly. Really. It is meant as gentle and affectionate mockery of a diverse stylistic universe that I have great love for, but that takes itself perhaps a LITTLE too seriously.
When I was 17 I caught the modernist bug. Boulez was my alt rock, Ferneyhough my hard rock, Xenakis my heavy metal. Since then I’ve had a voracious appetite for all things whacked out. Love my Lindberg, adore that ol’ curmudgeon Kurtag, wanna have Saariaho’s babies, worship daily at the altar of the funky Danish dudes.
So no offence intended folks. Keep pumpin’ out dem chuuunes.
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