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Writ­ing is as much an effect of his­tory as his­tory is an effect of writ­ing. In ret­ro­spect, Friedrich Kit­tler’s rad­i­cal appro­pri­a­tion of Mar­shal McLuhan’s Guten­berg Galaxy explains the dif­fi­cul­ties that Ralph Elli­son encoun­tered in his years as a musi­cian divided between two traditions.

To record the sound sequences of speech, lit­er­a­ture has to arrest them in a sys­tem of 26 let­ters, thereby cat­e­gor­i­cally exclud­ing all noise sequences. Not coin­ci­den­tally, this sys­tem also con­tains as a sub­sys­tem the seven notes, whose dia­ton­ics — from A to G — form the basis of occi­den­tal music.” (Kit­tler: 3)

Whereas clas­si­cal music can be stored in scores, a lin­ear and dis­crete nota­tion sys­tem can­not pos­si­bly do jus­tice to the impro­vi­sa­tions and polyrhythms of jazz, gospel and blues music. Read­ing ‘Liv­ing with Music’ through McLuhan and Kit­tler explains that negro folk musicis a data flow that can­not be cap­tured by the sym­bolic grid of writ­ing. The minor dis­course of Ellison’s musi­cal past is part of the pos­tu­lated, non-​textual sup­ple­ment to the Guten­berg Galaxy. In fact, there is no place for any minor dis­courses in the ontol­ogy of this medial epis­teme. The Guten­berg Galaxy is a writ­ing sys­tem in which a hege­monic dis­course and a uni­ver­sal medium coin­cide. This media–the­o­ret­i­cal insight adds another dimen­sion to Ellison’s exis­ten­tial dilemma: he no longer only has to choose between pro­duc­tive deter­min­ism and crip­pling free­dom, but also between his­tor­i­cal recog­ni­tion and com­plete obliv­ion. Posed like this, it becomes clear why Elli­son opted for the first horn of the dilemma. His sud­den career shift from musi­cian to author, was an attempt to sub­scribe to the Guten­berg Galaxy and to achieve artis­tic and polit­i­cal recog­ni­tion. The price that needs to be paid for enter­ing his­tory, how­ever, is to accept the def­i­nite loss of the expres­sive modal­i­ties — in this case the sounds and music — that belong to a minori­tar­ian position.

Thus the crimes and aspi­ra­tions of my youth. It had been years since I had played the trum­pet or irri­tated a sin­gle ear with other than the spo­ken or writ­ten word, but as far as my singing neigh­bor was con­cerned I had to hold my peace. (Elli­son: 192)

Unfor­tu­nately, in ‘Liv­ing with Music’ writ­ing is no longer capa­ble of elim­i­nat­ing the ten­sion between a minor and major dis­course. The story takes place after the shift from the Guten­berg Galaxy to a new medial epis­teme has already occurred; the pro­tag­o­nist has just failed to notice. The nar­ra­tor — look­ing back from a future per­spec­tive — does not. The story por­trays Ralph Elli­son as a par­a­lyzed author, strug­gling with a type­writer rather than a feather or a pen. Even more tellingly, is the fact that his writer’s block stems from all kinds of audial dis­tur­bances or, in Kittler’s words, streams of data that can­not “pass through the bot­tle­neck of the sig­ni­fier”. These not-​so-​silent-​witnesses tes­tify to the dis­avowal of writ­ing as a uni­ver­sal medium as well as to the decay of a hege­monic dis­course. Although the author is both­ered by these noises, he is not yet — and no longer — capa­ble of rec­og­niz­ing them as legit­i­mate data flows, let alone as man­i­fes­ta­tions of a minor dis­course. These sounds and songs do not cor­re­spond to the keys on his typewriter.

The author’s con­stant irri­ta­tion with the out­side noises and his neighbor’s singing turn out to be mere pro­jec­tions that dis­tract from the under­ly­ing prob­lem: the typewriter’s inca­pac­ity to live up to its orig­i­nal promise. The audial dis­tur­bances are not the actual cause of Ellison’s writer’s block, they only func­tion as an out­let to him. His real frus­tra­tion derives from the fact that his polit­i­cal choice for the dom­i­nant medium of his times — the type­writer — did not unam­bigu­ously release him from the prob­lems that stem from a minori­tar­ian posi­tion. The aspir­ing author remains caught between the con­tra­dic­tory demands that the two con­flict­ing dis­courses impose on him. The shout­ing and singing are con­stant reminders of a repressed out­side. These audial data streams point to the fact that the minor dis­course is just banned to the back­ground and did not really dis­ap­pear. As a reac­tion, the author employs in vain sev­eral strate­gies to elim­i­nate this non-​textual noise. A real solu­tion to his prob­lem, how­ever, comes to him by acci­dent. When Elli­son turns on the radio in a state of com­plete despair, a female voice tells him: “Art thou trou­bled? Music will calm thee…” (193)

The start­ing author decides to take this advice lit­er­ally. In order to outdo the back­ground nui­sances and to cre­ate a quiet space for his writ­ing, he goes out and buys a gramo­phone. In prac­tice, how­ever, the man­ner in which he ini­tially uses the tech­ni­cal device is far from relax­ing nor does it release him from the noise. On the con­trary, rather than sim­ply enjoy­ing record­ings of his favorite music, Elli­son abuses his lat­est acqui­si­tion. In his hands, the gramo­phone becomes a means of sonic war­fare. “Now when jarred from my writer’s rever­ies by some espe­cially enthu­si­as­tic flour­ish of our singer, I’d rush to my music sys­tem with blood in my eyes and burst a few deci­bels in her direc­tion. If she defied me with a few more pounds of pres­sure against her diaphragm, then a war of deci­bels was declared.”(Ellison: 194)Whenever his neigh­bor starts her vocal exer­cises, the nar­ra­tor coun­ters the dilet­tante by play­ing loud music of out­stand­ing singers. The gramo­phone helps him to out­per­form his com­peti­tor in both a qual­i­ta­tive and quan­ti­ta­tive man­ner. It is actu­ally the total degra­da­tion of the neigh­bor instead of the ini­tial goal of peace and quiet­ness that now moti­vates the author to write. “For instead of sooth­ing, music seemed to release the beast in me.” (194)

Against Ellison’s hopes and expec­ta­tions, how­ever, the singer uses her defeat as an incen­tive. She starts mim­ic­k­ing the record­ings that her neigh­bor plays to silence her, and thereby improves her singing sub­stan­tially. It is her unex­pected tenac­ity that makes the author con­scious of his own artis­tic and moral shortcomings.

And although I was now get­ting on with my writ­ing, the unfair­ness of this busi­ness bore in upon me. Aware that I could not have with­stood a sim­i­lar com­par­i­son with lit­er­ary artists of like cal­iber, I grew remorse­ful. I also came to admire the singer’s courage and con­trol, for she was nei­ther intim­i­dated into silence nor goaded into undis­ci­plined scream­ing; she per­se­vered, she marked the phras­ing of the great singers I sent her way, she improved her style. (Elli­son: 194)

To Ellison’s dis­grace, the singer con­ceives the con­fronta­tion with her imper­fec­tions as a stim­u­lus to improve rather than an excuse to give up. As soon as Elli­son rec­og­nizes the instruc­tive rela­tion between the gramo­phone and his neigh­bor, he com­pletely reverses his atti­tude towards music. Along with his neighbor’s progress, her singing grad­u­ally becomes an object of admi­ra­tion rather than irri­ta­tion to the author. “Bet­ter still, she vocal­ized more softly, and I, in turn, used music less and less as a weapon and more for its magic with mood and mem­ory. After a while a sim­ple twirl of the vol­ume con­trol up a few deci­bels and down again would bring a live-​and-​let-​live reduc­tion of her volume.”(Ellison: 195)Ralph Elli­son now real­izes that sound is more than just ter­ri­to­r­ial marker; it con­tains some­thing irre­ducible that eludes writ­ing. Accord­ing to him, this mag­i­cal ele­ment is an alter­na­tive past that can­not be cap­tured in the alpha­bet­i­cal char­ac­ters and spaces of the typewriter.

The strange duet between Ellison’s neigh­bor and the gramo­phone, pre­fig­ures a more organic way to live with music. Although the author ini­tially bought a record player to lit­er­ally deal with noise, the device has now trans­gressed its imme­di­ate prac­ti­cal use. Its sounds are no longer solely a defense sys­tem against every­day nui­sances, but offer an alter­na­tive to a redun­dant text-​based con­cept of history.

Per­haps in the swift change of Amer­i­can soci­ety in which the mean­ings of one’s ori­gin are so quickly lost, one of the chief val­ues of liv­ing with music lies in its power to give us an ori­en­ta­tion in time. In doing so, it gives sig­nif­i­cance to all those inde­fin­able aspects of expe­ri­ence which nev­er­the­less help to make us what we are. In the swift whirl of time music is a con­stant, remind­ing us of what we were and of that toward which we aspired. (Elli­son: 196 – 197)

At the end of the story, the nar­ra­tor claims that music func­tions as a tem­po­ral com­pass. It pos­sesses this capac­ity, because it imbues the present with lost times. These lost times, how­ever, do not only con­sist of actual rep­re­sen­ta­tions of the past, but they also con­tain repressed or for­got­ten loves, heart­breaks, expec­ta­tions, dreams, night­mares, etc. Music super­im­poses a vir­tual layer on top of an actual one; it stores the major dis­course as well as its minori­tar­ian becom­ing. By insert­ing this mul­ti­lay­ered past into the present, the author believes it to be pos­si­ble to deter­mine the course of time.

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