Hidden Treasures
Copyright 2020, InterAmerica
Those who read The New Yorker know that the magazine offers
weekly renderings of what’s going on in the cultural milieu of New York and its
environs: theater, music (classical and pop), dance, art, et cetera.
And for more than a decade, the magazine’s listings indicate
a devolution (or degradation) in the arts.
Music, classical and pop, have become poor examples of
cultural progress. Hip-hop has replaced melodic structure and compositional
refines, becoming utterings of the primitive lower classes, while classical
works (opera and symphonic) have become compositional shadows of what once was
brilliant creations using chromatic and diatonic techniques that composers
today can’t muster or provide, resorting to noise and gimmicks to make what the
refined elements of society accept as music.
Dance has become acrobatic exercises masquerading as
gracious movement once exemplified in ballet and courtly gatherings.
But there’s something to harvest, and it’s this….
While devotees of UFOs get tired of reading about old flying
saucer sightings and events, just as the upper crust crowd is bored with
renderings of old classical pieces and moldy opera or studied ballet
performances, there may be gold to be mined in elements of the cultural past,
just as there might be opportunities to understand the UFO enigma in past
sightings that haven’t been reduced to redundancy or hyperbolic overload.
I’ve added a few here recently, just as I’ve scoured music
compositions and ballets that haven’t been exploited to death by organizational
directors who unimaginatively present past art, music, dance, or opera to try
and fill emptying halls or museums.
Scrounging around, like an archaeologist, among the dustbins
of UFO accounts, one will surely find one or two fascinating episodes that
out-rival recent sightings of lights or blips in the air, some assaulting the
senses of U.S. Navy pilots.
The vapid music, art, and dance of today is not unlike the
vapid sightings of things in the sky or waters around the globe, both (and all)
trite and uninteresting, in every way imaginable.
So, don’t eschew past UFO accounts, those that remain
esoteric in the literature, just as one shouldn’t dismiss the overly repeated
music of Beethoven or the humdrum operas of Puccini or the art of the
Renaissance.
There are treasures galore in everything if one digs deep
enough to find them.
RR



