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#165272 by RhythmMan-2
Sat Feb 18, 2012 1:56 am
This is phenomenal. TRUE story:

A man sat at a metro station... in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money, but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people.
The outlines were: in a commonplace environment, at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?

#165280 by J-HALEY
Sat Feb 18, 2012 2:33 am
Very interesting story! I guarantee I would have stopped! :shock:
#165282 by PaperDog
Sat Feb 18, 2012 2:44 am
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people.
The outlines were: in a commonplace environment, at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?



Very cool story. It really illustrates all that you say, plus, it tells us something about the context 'packaging" we get with the things we are accustomed to. In short, the best works on earth seem to get presented under a context that gets drummed into us. If it doesn't fit that structure, we tend to dismiss and overlook the whole existence of it.

I wrote a paper once, describing composer Arnold Schoenberg's dilemma about his "emancipation of dissonance" He is the guy who developed atonality...His work caused riots in the streets and harsh criticism, low acclaim, because nobody could wrap their heads around it. He strived to capture 'essence' in his work, which he believed could be done through atonality. I used a metaphor in my paper to explain the dichotomy between the artist and the consumer of the art. Using "Eggs Hollandaise", I pointed out that with Schoenberg's works, he had 'layed' the egg in its purest essential form, to the dissapointment of his audiences, who expected a full "Eggs Hollandaise" dish. The audience, not realizing the hollandaise was the 'Mozart sauce of 'banal consonance' which gets applied after the musical essence is laid down, had insisted that his work was un-worthy, simply because it abandoned consonant packaging in favor of true essence, aka dissonant phases.

In the case of BELL, structure was not his issue...but the context of his work/presentation was. In both cases, the consumer of the art had brought expectations to the table, some of which filtered out recognizable (albeit obscure) beauty.

#165283 by RGMixProject
Sat Feb 18, 2012 2:45 am
I think the problem is, not one person who went to the concert has ever been in a subway.

#165284 by RhythmMan-2
Sat Feb 18, 2012 2:49 am
I would've been late for work.
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What I found interesting is that the children appreciated it the most . . .

#165307 by Lynard Dylan
Sat Feb 18, 2012 2:38 pm
We all like different kinda music, if he'd been
on Jackson Square in New Orleans, I'd walked
on buy to watch one of the jazz bands busking.
Some of those guy are killing it. To me Jackson
Square is the utopia of busking.

I don't know how you can relate music to food,
it probably shows. :roll:

#165315 by gbheil
Sat Feb 18, 2012 3:54 pm
Location location location ... ( not to mention timing )

Do we seriously expect people to risk their livelihoods to listen to our music?

That would be asinine.

#165317 by Starfish Scott
Sat Feb 18, 2012 4:01 pm
Wow, good story..

Makes you think..

#165346 by fisherman bob
Sat Feb 18, 2012 7:06 pm
I'm not surprised at all by the results. 1) The majority of people aren't interested in classical violin 2) People in the subway aren't there to listen to music, ANY music 3) He made more money than a lot of musicians are making by gigging in K.C. these days, maybe I should move to Washington D.C. and gig in the subway...

#165363 by gbheil
Sat Feb 18, 2012 9:14 pm
I grew up oilfield. My first job ( off the ranch anyway ) I stood outside the gates of an oilfield service company at 5 am with my steel toes on my hard hat in my hand and my lunch packed.
I was there four days straight.
On the fifth day ( a Friday ) one guy was late for work. ( about five minutes )
The Pusher walked outside the gate here I stood and said
" you wanna work get your ass in that truck over there."
I stood beside the man who just got fired as he pulled his belongings off the truck then put mine in.

Nothing short of Jesus ( or possibly like the day I found the young woman whom hanged herself beside the road ) would make me intentionally late for work.

#165368 by Starfish Scott
Sat Feb 18, 2012 9:46 pm
sanshouheil wrote:I grew up oilfield. My first job ( off the ranch anyway ) I stood outside the gates of an oilfield service company at 5 am with my steel toes on my hard hat in my hand and my lunch packed.
I was there four days straight.
On the fifth day ( a Friday ) one guy was late for work. ( about five minutes )
The Pusher walked outside the gate here I stood and said
" you wanna work get your ass in that truck over there."
I stood beside the man who just got fired as he pulled his belongings off the truck then put mine in.

Nothing short of Jesus ( or possibly like the day I found the young woman whom hanged herself beside the road ) would make me intentionally late for work.


Wow that's a horrible mental vision..the young woman.

Mmmm more lyrics..

#165369 by Jahva
Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:04 pm
Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Ferris Bueller

#165371 by Cajundaddy
Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:11 pm
Totally believable story. People get in a hurry and forget to savor the moments. It is not uncommon for world class musicians to spend some time busking on the streets of Europe just to get a feel for public response to their music. A busy train station in Paris or Leon might render similar results.

On the bright side he made about $42/hour. Not too bad for a subway station at rush hour.

#165376 by gbheil
Sun Feb 19, 2012 1:20 am
Chief Engineer Scott wrote:
sanshouheil wrote:I grew up oilfield. My first job ( off the ranch anyway ) I stood outside the gates of an oilfield service company at 5 am with my steel toes on my hard hat in my hand and my lunch packed.
I was there four days straight.
On the fifth day ( a Friday ) one guy was late for work. ( about five minutes )
The Pusher walked outside the gate here I stood and said
" you wanna work get your ass in that truck over there."
I stood beside the man who just got fired as he pulled his belongings off the truck then put mine in.

Nothing short of Jesus ( or possibly like the day I found the young woman whom hanged herself beside the road ) would make me intentionally late for work.


Wow that's a horrible mental vision..the young woman.

Mmmm more lyrics..



Yeah that's another long story in itself. Hanged herself ( or strangled ) with those little triangular flags at a fireworks outlet. Sad ... her knees were but inches from the ground. She could have simply stood up.
She was fresh dead when I got to her. We stood together for hours on the side of the road. The police would not let me cut her down..
granted I'm no stranger to death. But for some reason seeing her like that hurt me pretty bad.

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