March 16, 2007

Another music post

Becky just finished a two-week project prepping her class for a field trip to UC Berkeley’s Zellerbach Hall to see Yo Yo Ma and the Silk Road Project. The field trip took place today, and it was a resounding success. The kids were rapt and on their best concert-hall behavior, and Becky is inordinately proud of them, and yet there is turmoil in our home as a result of our resulting discussion of Central Asian musical traditions, for it has brought once again to the forefront of my mind a recurring question, to wit:

Should I take lessons in Tuvan throat singing?

Now those of you who are familiar with Tuvan throat singing have almost certainly answered my question rather easily to yourselves, by saying “no.” But not everyone knows what Tuvan throat singing sounds like, despite a recent upswing in the genre’s American popularity over the last decade or so. A full five percent of Americans can probably identify throat singing when they hear it. But one hundred percent minus five percent equals a whole lot of people not yet familiar with the genre, and so to describe my dilemma properly, I need to provide an example or two of the music.

Here’s a good one, devoid of rock stars. The gentleman on the right playing the chanzy is singing in the sygyt style, with its characteristic high-pitched whistle, while the attractive person of indeterminate gender on the left unleashes an impressive kargyraa.

The idea behind Tuvan throat singing, you see, is to take advantage of voice overtones provided by the structure of the lungs, larynx and palate. It’s not by any means a style limited to Tuva (or Tyva, as it is now officially spelled) (except that actually it’s officially spelled “Тыва,” being that they use the Cyrillic alphabet there). Most of the Turkic-Mongol-influenced people of Central Asia have one form or another of throat singing, such as (of course) Mongolia, or, as in the case of this talented fella, the Altai Republic, where the style of singing is called Каи (kai):

Of course there are titans of the genre, one such band, Huun Huur Tu, being the pioneers in bringing the music to the Western world:

And no discussion of the school would be possible without Kongar-ol Ondar, Tyva’s rock star. Here he is with the late San Franciscan blues legend Paul Pena, in the extended footage from the Genghis Blues DVD. (The documentary follows Pena to Tyva some years after he teaches himself to sing kargyraa by listening to it on his shortwave radio, and it’s an excellent movie with lots of exposition of Tyvan culture, and Ondar has quite a compelling personality, and, well, just go rent it already.)

One thing that’s troubled me over the years, though, is that Tyvan women have been somewhere between officially discouraged and forbidden to learn throat singing. (Odds are, that androgynous person in the first video up top of this post is male for just that reason.) But there are women throatsinging pioneers now, in the person of Tyva Kyzy, who just finished up their 2007 Winter US tour. Here’s Tyva Kyzy’s artistic director Chouduraa Tumat and bandmate Aylang-Maa Damyrang demonstrating the various styles of throat singing (part two is here.)

I’ve got to pick up their CD.

So now, assuming that finding local community colleges with Tyvan throat singing classes is as easy as I think it will be, my question is which instrument I should learn to play along with it. Should I go with the chanzy, that kidney-shaped three-string lute that, played properly, sounds like a horse in full flight, or a doshpuluur, which is trapezoidal and fretless? Or should I take Becky’s advice and go for the morin khuur? Of course, with that last people might mistake me for this guy.

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Jeez. I get the kargyraa style. I could probably produce sounds SOMETHING like that myself. But sygyt – that’s unearthly. I had to listen to the first video twice to get my head about the idea that there wasn’t a post-production pennywhistle accompaniment added. Hard to believe sounds like that can come from a human.

Either one, I’ll bet the performers practicing back home have to be careful to get the dogs out of the room. About two seconds after he heard the first notes of kargyraa, my old Ranger would point his nose at the sky and SING. 

My surprise at sygyt is for me a grand argument for cultural variation – the idea that people experimenting on their own way off somewhere might come up with an art or an idea or a way of doing things that nobody I know would come up with.

First time I heard Navajo singing in Flagstaff, I thought it was interestingly weird. Over a very short time, though, what was originally noise became music – and more than music. It touched me bone deep the same way Scottish bagpipes touch me, or Caribbean steel drums. My internal reaction was something like “This is MY music. This is ME, these are MY people.� I feel the tentative internal stirring that might mean sygyt would affect me the same way.

The metaphor machine in my head instantly generalizes the point of cultural variation to the point of environmental variation. Aside from the concept of living things having value in themselves, completely apart from any human interests (which is a difficult concept for a lot of people, even many environmentalists, to get), you have to believe that all those varied lifeforms out there have undiscovered, unimagined, unique and useful properties that we humans may one day desperately need. Best save every one of them, and the life zones they occupy, for that surprising tomorrow.

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Referring to the last link in this piece, the one where “people might mistake me for this guy,� I liked what he was doing – that was sygyt, right? – but that guy sounded less like a pennywhistle and more like a mortally-wounded calliope.

Go for it. We eagerly await the Tuvan throat singing rendition of WLaTLA. (To compete with its more orthodox interpretation as a Pipa Concerto.)

Upon hearing it, my son said it reminded him of the short snatch of music used to introduce The Mongols in Age of Empires II. I had him play that, and it was a “chant”, but my tin ear could not determine if it was in any of the styles you show examples of.

As to you taking lessons, I say go ahead.

If Becky doesn’t let you take lessons in Tuvan throat singing, and practice every evening IN THE HOUSE, the terrorists have already won.

I am not even going to read past this question yet: Should I take lessons in Tuvan throat singing?

YES!!! And you should take Becky and sign up for a session at Mongolian summer camp too.  Now back to the post.  Kongar-ol Ondar, Tyva’s rock star. You might mention that he has billed himself at times as the Elvis Presley of Tyva/Tuvan performers.  Not that that might detract from the joy and pleasure at listening to his performances (maybe watching sometimes, though).

Now, back to that summer camp, where indeed women as well as men, are invited to learn many of the Mongolian tribal customs including singing.  Some horses, some camping along amazing rivers, seeing a few tigers maybe, packing up the home and moving each morning to a new pasture.  It is hugely experiential.

It’s definitely a learnable skill.  My conducting professor in college was a 20th century music specialist, and the University Chorale did a piece while I was doing my internship that used similar techniques… members of the bass section did the “vocal fry"-type of thing that produces the overtones, and there was a shimmering nimbus of bell-like tones as a part of the choral work.  As far as I know, none of the basses were Tuvan, so they all had to learn it somehow.  (Alas I didn’t get to rehearse or sing the piece because of the aforementioned student teaching, so I have no useful information on how to do it)

At any rate, should you learn how to produce that sound, let me know and I’ll write a duet for violin and throat-singer for you and Becky to work on. (Not kidding)

what a great idea! I got to hear the (then) world’s top three Tuvan throat singers a couple of years ago in Sonoma County, performing with Stephen Kent, a didjeridu player - think he is local to SF. Marvelous combination of sounds. You can find Kent at http://www.stephenkent.net if you are interested in the connection.
I’m currently in the land of dial-up connection so can’t hear your videos, but remember the wonderful shivery sounds. A friend and I played the throat singers and Kent and the Dalai Lama’s Unity recording all through the mountains and deserts during a recent cross country trip - seemed to us a perfect sound track to that part of our trip.
Seems like a perfect choice for the mountain-climbing, desert-loving person that you are.

congratulations and sympathy to becky!  sounds like a fabulous class project and field trip!

i think everyone should pursue their musical dreams, definitely.  but as the recovering mother of a would-be punk rock star [and former host of a few thousand too many rehearsals in the family room], as well as the mother of a saxophonist [a lovely instrument in no need of amplification], i’m all for the idea of rehearsal space in an area far away from home.  because, uh, you don’t want distractions while you are working on your music.

[also, as a cautionary tale, one of our neighbors expressed displeasure with my son’s particular musical enthusiasm by spraying water through the door during band practice, breaking a window with a rock, and blasting some kind of hideous mutant pop music in our direction via vintage ‘70’s speakers set on her patio.  she has a few issues, but her medication seems to be working better now.  on the up side, tuvan throat singing doesn’t seem to involve much in the way of electrical instruments, so a blast of water wouldn’t necessarily put you in danger of some damned electrical / electrocution emergency.]

I once participated in a 2-week workshop in overtone ‘chanting’ with Jill Purce - who learned from monks in Mongolia - and couldn’t believe the difference the (limited) practice made in my voice. I could actually carry a tune and sing solo afterwards.  Her throat singing ability is phenomenal.

http://www.healingvoice.com/

throat singing is a tradition of the Inuit, too. Here’s a little sample
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VpstSRbBeXQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8n-x6djaZVU

she has a few issues, but her medication seems to be working better now.

heh

By all means, go for it - BUT, you must make videos of it for us to critique.

I’ve only seen one performance of throat singing, and I don’t remember who it was or the exact style-it was an ensemble and they did various groupings and used various instruments.  It was at Town Hall in NYC where, as they say, there’s not a bad seat in house. Even up in balcony, the power of the sound was amazing. 

OT, but in the first video, are those people ice-fishing?

A couple months ago, Joe and I were harrowing Costco for the usual coffee and fizzy water, and passed the clothing tables. Leaning against one of those, apparently waiting for someone, was a skinny young white guy staring over the flower rack and singing softly to himself. On the second pass we realized he was singing sygyt.

What really impressed me was that he was singing softly.

I know it’s unbelievably CORNY, but I have been a fan of Tuvan Throat Singing ever since I read about Feinman being enamored of the IDEA of it, back when I read “Surely you are joking...” in the eighties....SO I VOTE Y*E*S!!

Learn to Tuvan Throat Sing!!

The chanzy is the coolest if you ask me.

On the other hand, you could stay in this hemisphere and learn Inuit throat-singing. I beleive it is badly in need of integration in the other direction, being virtually a monopoly of women.

A somewhat related singing style is employed by the singers in many thrash and death-metal bands. I keep waiting for the first Mongolian throatsinging death-metal band to break into the international scene.

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