We live in a time not much different from the second decade of the twentieth century as we witness art exploding beautifully around us. Specifically in the case of music as an art form, we have been basking in the glow of great innovators of so-called classical music and jazz. But unlike such jazz groundbreakers as Johnny Dunn and Boston’s Tom Whaley or Stravinsky and Varèse of the “classical” world, our giants have almost no scribes praising or--significantly--pillorying our giants. Our Martinos and Lomons in one instance and our Hobbses and Maneris (elder and younger) in another are ignored. And the word “ignored” is significant. It has the same root as “ignorance.”
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