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Starting on (I think) January 8th, the Instagram account Bibliofeed will be featuring a post a day for a week about books I recommend. It’s a great feed — a post every day about a recommended book by that week’s contributor. Check it out now and you might find something you might like. Just scroll through their feed.

My posts will cover

1. Jonathan Carroll, Mr. Breakfast (Melville House Publishing, 2023). His latest novel. I just finished it, and it’s great.
2. James Rovira, editor: Rock and Romanticism: Post-Punk, Goth, and Metal as Dark Romanticisms (Palgrave Macmillan, 2018) and Rock and Romanticism: Blake, Wordsworth, and Work from Dylan to U2 (Lexington Books, 2018). Both anthologies.
3. Patti SmithJust Kids (2010). National Book Award winning memoir.
4. James Rovira, editor: Women in Rock, Women in Romanticism (Routledge, 2022). Anthology. 
5. Lee FearnsideFriends of Friends of Friends (Chimera Projects, 2023). Great anthology on community with Lee contributing original photography.
6. James Rovira, editor: David Bowie and Romanticism (Palgrave Macmillan, 2022). Anthology. 
7. Chris MaxwellChanging My Mind (LifeSprings, 2005). Memoir about finding joy in disability.

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Clapton, Beck, and Page: The Yardbirds Guitarists Project

The history of contemporary music, of today’s music, begins in October of 1962 with the Beach Boys’ first album, Surfin’ Safari. It was quickly followed by the Beatles’ first UK album, Please Please Me, released in the UK in March of 1963. While the Beatles’ first US release wasn’t until 1964, they had been releasing singles in the US since 1962. When they released “I Want to Hold Your Hand” in January of 1964 followed by an appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show watched by 45% of US households, Beatlemania was born in the US and the British Invasion began — a flood of British rock acts inspired by Black American musical forms such as rock, blues, and rhythm and blues that came to dominate American radio. The Rolling Stones, the Who, the Kinks, the Small Faces, the Spencer Davis Group and others formed between 1961–1964 and have had an impact on American music that has lasted to this day.

The Yardbirds were one of those bands. Keith Relf, Jim McCartey, Top Topham, Chris Dreja, and Paul Samwell-Smith formed the Yardbirds in 1963. Topham was young, maybe 15 at the time, and his parents didn’t want him out playing music five or six days a week, so he left. If you grew up in the 70s, though, you may recognize his name as a widely sought after session guitarist. Topham was replaced on lead guitar by Eric Clapton in October of 1963, who stayed on long enough to record one album, Five Live Yardbirds, and score one charting single, “For Your Love.” Clapton left in May of 1965 after recommending Jimmy Page as his replacement: Page passed on the offer but introduced Jeff Beck to the band.

The Yardbirds’ second album, For Your Love (1965), is a mix of songs featuring either Clapton or Beck on lead guitar and was followed up by an eponymous album popularly known as Roger the Engineer (1966), a great 60s’ British Invasion rock album and the best that the Yardbirds produced. Jeff Beck was sole lead guitarist for that album. Paul Samwell-Smith, the band’s bass player, left the band soon after, and Jimmy Page took over on bass until the rhythm guitarist, Chris Dreja, could learn the instrument. Once Dreja took over on bass, Beck and Page shared guitar duties briefly. Later in 1966 Beck left the group, leaving a four-man lineup with Page on lead guitar. Page recorded one album with the band as lead guitarist, Little Games (1967), but eventually the band fell apart. Page reconstructed the band with different musicians, renaming it The New Yardbirds. This band soon became Led Zeppelin: Led Zeppelin 1 was originally conceived as Page’s continuation of the Yardbirds’ project and sound. The Yardbirds wouldn’t release another album of new material until Birdland in 2003 with only two original members remaining. Lead singer Keith Relf died of electric shock in the mid 1970s.

Looking at album sales alone, the Yardbirds seem insignificant. They had one top 40 UK album and one top 40 US album, a greatest hits collection released in 1967. They had six top 40 singles each in the US and the UK; 5 top ten singles in the UK and 2 top tens in the US. No singles or albums sold enough to be certified silver or gold in either the US or the UK. They were musically significant as a British Invasion band, however. Beck’s fuzztone introduced a new sound on electric guitar, and some of their work with Page verged on punk or hard rock. The Yardbirds from ‘63–’65 could go head to head with the Kinks, the Who, and the Rolling Stones of that era. But they never turned the British Invasion corner that the Beatles, the Stones, or the Who did. Pop music was reinvented in 1967 — mostly by the Beatles — in ways from which popular music would never recover. Our pop music today has much more in common with the music of 1967 than it does with the music of 1965. Except for Page’s contributions, the Yardbirds were recording exactly the type of pop psychedelia that didn’t make it past 1970. Even if the band had stayed together, they wouldn’t have survived Led Zeppelin’s first release in 1969.

We’re still talking about the Yardbirds now because during a mere five year recording history they released albums featuring three of rock and roll’s most iconic guitarists: Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck, and Jimmy Page. A few weeks ago I’d heard an Eric Clapton song and decided to make a playlist focused on Clapton’s 70s’ music. Before I was finished with the playlist I committed to making Clapton playlists for the 80s and 90s and then one for his work after 2000. When I went back to make a Clapton playlist for the 60s, I decided on a Yardbirds’ guitarist project. This project involved playlists for Clapton’s, Beck’s, and Page’s work from the 60s to the present. That project is now complete, and I’ve posted links to these Apple Music playlists below.

A few notes on my playlists. I listened to all available music by each artist on Apple Music to make the playlists, including guest appearances, but my knowledge of Zeppelin recording history is supplemented by a nice little stash of bootleg albums that I own and is reflected in what I write here. Each list attempts to present songs recorded by each guitarist in approximate chronological order. I include guest appearances in the order of their recording (not necessarily release date) when I could find them on Apple Music and confirm the guitarist actually performed on that track.

Jimmy Page’s playlists get a bit complex and need extra explanation. Because I’m inclined to include all of Led Zeppelin on his playlists, I deliberately limited myself to five songs per vinyl disc. But, I cheat a couple of times. You’ll see very late releases from the Coda box set in Page’s 1960s’ and 70s’ playlists because that’s when those songs were recorded. Three songs on Physical Graffiti (1975) were recorded during the Houses of the Holy (1973) sessions, so they were grouped with that album, while some material on Physical Graffiti was recorded as early as 1971.

And since Page released four significant double live albums over the course of his career — Zep’s The Song Remains the Same (1976), Live at the Greek (2000, with the Black Crowes), The BBC Sessions (Zeppelin live recordings from 1969 and 1971 released in 1997), and Zeppelin’s Celebration Day (recorded 2007, released 2012, with Jason Bonham on drums) — I leveraged that recording history to do a couple of things. First, I decided to use “Dazed and Confused” as a benchmark song illustrating the evolution of Page’s guitar techniques from the Yardbirds’ Little Games (1967), to Led Zeppelin I (1969), to the first live version on The BBC Sessions (later in 1969), to the live performance on The Song Remains the Same (1976), and finally the live performance on Celebration Day (2007). More importantly, the 1976 live version of “Dazed and Confused” is perhaps Page’s most important performance on guitar: he rolls out all his effects and attains bursts of speed I haven’t heard elsewhere. After that, I tried to distribute as many live versions of Zeppelin songs as I could across all three albums, repeating songs as little as possible but finding myself unable to resist including multiple performances of “No Quarter” and “Whole Lotta Love.” And if you’re looking for Page and Plant releases from the 90s or Coverdale/Page from earlier in the 90s you’re out of luck: those sadly aren’t available on Apple Music.

Before I post my playlists, you’re probably wondering… now that I’ve listened to all available Clapton, Beck, and Page from the 1960s to 2023, which one is the best guitarist? It’s an obvious question, but a misguided one. Here’s what I’ve come to think. . .

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“David Bowie’s Station to Station and ★: The Beginning and End of Bowie’s Reinvention of Music”

The following paper was presented at the 2023 Popular Culture Association Conference of the South in New Orleans in session F 11.1: Friday, September 29th at 4:00 p.m. in Algiers A. Many thanks to Samuel Lyndon Gladden, University of New Orleans, for his work organizing this panel.

By 2015 I’d been living in Ohio for seven years, so I wanted to undertake a project dedicated to the State of Ohio. Given the presence of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Ohio, and Cleveland’s legendary status as one of America’s great rock and roll cities, I thought I’d do something dedicated to rock and roll in Ohio. Around that time, I’d visited Best Buy in Columbus, Ohio to buy a camera for my daughter in Florida who was getting ready to start a Digital Media degree at UCF. Two young women spent an hour helping me locate the right equipment at the Best Buy in Ohio and then finding the same equipment in Altamonte Springs, FL, which I could purchase in Ohio to be held at the store in Florida. During the course of our conversation I found out they were both photographers, and one of them, Taylor Fickes, shared with me some of her concert photos. They were so spectacular they gave me the idea for an exhibit dedicated to Ohio rock and roll photography. After speaking with Lee Fearnside, then Director of my campus’s art gallery, we decided to stage photographs of Ohio rock artists for an exhibit titled Rock and Roll in Ohio which ran during the Fall 2016 semester. 

I thought I’d design an honors course based on rock music and literature to coincide with the exhibit, so I posted to NASSR-L, a Romanticism listserv, asking for ideas. The response was so overwhelming that I decided to issue a call for papers for chapters in a collection dedicated to rock and roll music and Romanticism. Again, the response was overwhelming: 50 chapter proposals, 26 completed chapters, 25 chapters published in two separate collections: Rock and Romanticism: Blake, Wordsworth, and Rock from Dylan to U2 and Rock and Romanticism: Post-Punk, Goth, and Metal as Dark Romanticisms, both published in 2018. Taylor’s photographs were used for each of the book covers (check them out and you’ll see what I mean). Since then, I’ve been publishing collections exploring the influences, intersections, and identities between rock and roll and Romanticism in further collections: David Bowie and Romanticism and then Women in Rock, Women in Romanticism, both published in 2022. I am currently developing another anthology, Romanticism and Heavy Metal (with Julian Knox), and a monograph, Romantic Satanism and Heavy Metal

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These collections have explored the intersections and identities between rock and roll and Romanticism from a number of perspectives: the pastoral and the gothic, gender and women’s issues, and in the David Bowie and Romanticism collection, everything from queer studies to celebrity culture to film and literature to fascism and industrial music to the memento mori tradition: David Bowie and an artful death. This panel is made up of contributors to David Bowie and Romanticism, who are all bringing forward their own new, original research in Bowie. My paper today will build on my chapters in that collection to explore the Bowie albums Station to Station and ★ as deliberately crafted companion pieces, something like bookends on the career of one of contemporary music’s greatest geniuses.   

Released in 1976, David Bowie’s Station to Station was remarkably and unexpectedly praised at the time by rock critic Lester Bangs as “an honest attempt by a talented artist to take elements of rock, soul music, and his own idiosyncratic and occasionally pompous showtune / camp predilections and rework this seemingly contradictory melange of styles into something new and powerful. . . I think that Bowie has finally produced his (first) masterpiece.” Station to Station started a remarkable period of innovative music that extended through 1980, covering his so-called Berlin Trilogy albums and ending with Ashes to Ashes. During this period, Bowie reinvented pop and rock music. Released two days before his death and 50 years later, Bowie’s last studio album during his lifetime, ★, similarly reinvented music with a mixture of jazz and rock that defies the boundaries of jazz, rock, or even previously known versions of jazz-rock or jazz fusion. I’ve contributed a chapter about this album’s jazz influences to the forthcoming anthology Jazz and Literature, soon to be published by Routledge.

Similarities between the two albums, however, run deeper than their shared spirit of innovation. Both albums are about 40 minutes in length, and both albums begin with songs approximately ten minutes long that are similarly composed: two separate melodies spliced together with a brief instrumental interlude that serves as a transition from one half to the next. I would like to suggest that these similarities are not just coincidental. These albums were thematically designed to represent a complete cycle of life and death beginning with the primarily white cover of Station to Station and ending with the completely black album ★. I believe that this trajectory can inform our understanding of Bowie’s own view of the totality of his creative output, one that we will see becomes focused on the character Thomas Jerome Newton.

While I’m describing Station to Station and ★ as bookends on Bowie’s career, the trajectory they cover begins with Bowie’s 1970 album The Man Who Sold the World, whose initial UK album cover featured Bowie in long blonde hair wearing a “man dress.” This album was followed by Hunky Dory whose cover features Bowie, still sporting long blonde hair, striking a pose reminiscent of Greta Garbo or Lauren Bacall: oh my God, leave me alone. Bowie’s next album, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars, emphasizes an alien, sci-fi persona that would remain with him, off and on, until the end of his life. The alien rock star Ziggy Stardust is not so much a departure from Bowie’s sexually ambiguous public personas on his previous two albums as an extension and representation of it: most commentary on Bowie’s work asserts that Bowie’s non-standard sexuality was exactly what made him feel like an alien. 

I argue in one of my chapters in David Bowie and Romanticism that Bowie’s 1979 Saturday Night Live performances defined what queerness—Bowie’s non-binary sexuality—may have meant to him at the time. His three performances feature songs from the beginning, middle, and end of the 1970s. While his heavily made-up face and hairstyle remain the same for all three songs, his body changes beneath them. In the first song, Bowie is immobilized within a stiff tuxedo doll costume. His backup singers, both in drag, have to lift him by his hands to place him in front of his microphone. He wears a greenscreen outfit with a male puppet body projected onto it for the third song, but for his second song, he’s dressed in a woman’s business suit. His masculine-gendered performances are stiff or hyperactive but equally unnatural, while during his feminine-gendered performance he looks and moves naturally, like a human being, possibly commenting on the freedom he feels gendered feminine and the restrictions he feels gendered masculine: his socially prescribed sexual identity is too confining for him. But most importantly for my purposes is that his head remains the same in all three songs while his body alternates beneath it from song to song, which is I think the essence of Bowie’s non-binary sexuality, one which could shift identities based upon the object of his desire. I argue in David Bowie and Romanticism that this view of human sexuality has its most immediate origin in Milton’s Paradise Lost and its description of angelic sex, and that this understanding of human sexuality is specifically Romantic. For Bowie’s part, his sexual non-conformity to any known social norms available to him at the time led him to understand himself as an alien. 

Bowie’s established alien persona was reinforced and capitalized upon in Nicolas Roeg’s 1976 film The Man Who Fell to Earth. Bowie’s character, Thomas Jerome Newton, was an alien who traveled to Earth with the intention of returning water to his arid home planet in order to save both his own civilization and his wife and child. He became caught up in Earth politics, wealth, and intrigue so never returned, leaving his family to die of dehydration on his home planet. Bowie revised this character and projected it forward into the future in his 2015 stage play Lazarus, attending opening night about one month before his death in his last public appearance. Bowie didn’t immediately drop Thomas Jerome Newton as one of his characters after the completion of his film even in the 70s, however, appearing as that character on the cover of his next two albums, Station to Station (1976) and Low (1977). Bowie as Newton on the cover of Low appears in profile against an orange sky that evokes Newton’s arid home planet. The cover of Station to Station, on the other hand, is a still from the film depicting Newton stepping back into his spacecraft to return to his home planet, a trip that was never completed. 

Key to the title track of Station to Station is the Sefirot, a Kabbalistic representation of the ten divine emanations through which God channels His being to all creation. Bowie references the Sefirot in these lines from the title track: “Here are we, one magical movement / From Kether to Malkuth / There are you, drive like a demon / From station to station.” “Kether” or Keter is the first of the ten, meaning crown, while Malkuth is the last, meaning kingdom. Kether is the unknowable, unconscious Divine will, while Malkuth is derived only from previous Sefirot and governs the physical world. “Station to station,” according to Bowie in interviews, refers to the stations of the cross despite the opening train sounds inspired by Kraftwerk’s “Autobahn.” Bowie’s lyrics here describe a progress that encompasses all in the interaction between the Thin White Duke and his lover, or the musician and his audience, keeping in mind that the Sefirot are gendered as well. Interestingly, this reference to the Sefirot was carried forward from Bowie’s filming of The Man Who Fell to Earth: it was reported that Bowie often spent time drawing images of the Tree of Sephirot while on set, and the back cover of the 1991 reissue of Station to Station depicts Bowie as Newton, wearing black pants and a black sweater with diagonal white stripes painted across them, sitting on the floor drawing the Sefirot. 

While “Station to Station” evokes life, creation, and immanence, the song “Blackstar” evokes death and exile: “Something happened on the day he died / Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside / Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried / I’m a Blackstar.” “Blackstar’s” video continues Bowie’s association with space: set on the moon, or on another world, the jeweled skull of an astronaut is retrieved by a young woman reminiscent of Frida Kahlo in a plain dress. She also has a mouse’s tail. She carries the skull through a village up to a large stone temple at the top of a hill, where it is presented to an African priestess accompanied by a group of young female novitiates while a skeleton, presumably freed from the spacesuit, floats away into space toward a sun in full solar eclipse. During the first musical segment of the video, Bowie has medical gauze wrapped around his head with buttons placed over his eyes, while in the second segment, the gauze comes off, and we see it worn by living scarecrows in a cornfield. Overall, the song is about celebrity facing death, the Blackstar, lifting off and being replaced by the next celebrity. 

But the song is visually and lyrically connected to “Lazarus,” Bowie’s next single and video for the album. The lyrics again seem to describe a celebrity in “Heaven,” which is New York City, anticipating his freedom. In the video, the Lazarus character is lying in a hospital bed with the same gauze wrapped around his head and the same buttons over his eyes. He is gradually lifting off while one of the women from the “Blackstar” video is lying under his bed reaching up, presumably, to stop his ascent. These videos appear to be companion pieces, “Lazarus” presenting the moments leading up to the artist’s death from the dying artist’s point of view—Bowie is pictured sitting and writing during this video—while “Blackstar” presents the artist’s landing and assimilation into the next world after death. But most interesting of all, at the end of “Lazarus” Bowie disappears into a cabinet, and he’s wearing the same clothing that appears on the back of the 1991 reissue of Station to Station, black pants and a sweater with diagonal white stripes painted across them, the outfit in which he was drawing a Tree of Sefirot on the floor.

These connections tempt me into constructing a narrative: “Station to Station” captures the moment of the alien’s return home, but that return is aborted: he crashes on the moon and dies, never coming home. “Lazarus” captures the moment of departure from this life from the celebrity’s perspective, while “Blackstar” is the assimilation of his remains after death into an otherworldly environment: he has returned home. While the video for “Blackstar” continues Bowie’s use of space imagery, the album booklet’s gloss black artwork on a matte black background reinforces Bowie’s space imagery, such as segments of lyrics being connected like constellations, the graphic attached to the Voyager spacecraft appearing above the lyrics for “Girl Loves Me,” and the inside cover behind the cutout star revealing constellations when held up to the light. Since Bowie’s stage play Lazarus continues the story of Thomas Jerome Newton, I think Bowie viewed The Man Who Fell to Earth and its central character as an analogue for his own life as a celebrity: he always felt out of place, an alien of sorts, and was always searching for home. Only the women in his life who received him, especially Iman, his own African priestess, came close to giving him that home, but only by finally receiving his remains.

Nicki Minaj and the Poetics of Personal Moisture

Last March I changed the title of my blog to Philosophy of Contemporary Song, partly because I’d just read Dylan’s recent book, and partly because of a conversation with my sixteen year old daughter Grace, who told me she wished people like me would write about songs by artists like Nicki Minaj. She’s not at all a Minaj fan — she thought her lyrics were “trash” and was wondering why someone would write songs like that. I’m not a Minaj fan either, but I’m not a Minaj hater. I just haven’t listened much. She’s been on my radar without being the focus of any attention.

But now I have listened, and now I see why my daughter said what she said, and now, six months later, I think I’m ready to write about it.

Grace asked me to write about one particular Minaj song at the time. I don’t remember which one it was. I’ve asked her about three or four times, most recently tonight about five minutes ago, and her answer was, “OH MY GOD just pick one” in her nasally annoyed voice. It’s a deliberate choice on her part. She talks through her nose when you don’t deserve her vocal cords.

I will never ask that question again. I have, however, picked a song, and it’s “Super Freaky Girl.”

Ha. Yes. I see.

I’m from the 70s. I’m not shocked. What we need here is some historical perspective.

In 2004, Rolling Stone first released their list of the 500 greatest songs of all time. I dutifully rounded up every song I could for my iPod (back in the glory days when you downloaded physical media onto your device) in numbered order from no. 1, Bob Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone,” to no. 500, Boston’s “More than a Feeling.” It’s a wild ride. One year when I was driving to a conference I’d sorted them by year from earliest to newest and listened to the list again in chronological order.

What an instructive experience. 50s’ love songs involved a lot of crying, 60s’ love songs were generally very romantic, 80s’ love songs sounded like they were written by obsessed stalkers, and 90s’ love songs were quirky and romantic. My impression was that, thematically, most songs were love songs of some sort, and the word “love” is indeed the most common word found in all lyrics, appearing well over 1000 times.

But there’s the 70s — 70s’ love songs were crudely sexual.

I grew up in the 70s. As a teenage boy, I learned about romantic love from Aerosmith and Ted Nugent.

I am lucky I am not in jail.

A good example is Led Zeppelin’s “The Lemon Song”:

Squeeze me baby, ’till the juice runs down my leg
Squeeze me baby, ’till the juice runs down my leg
The way you squeeze my lemon, I
I’m gonna fall right out of bed, bed, bed, bed, yeah

Similar lines appear in Zeppelin’s “Traveling Riverside Blues.” The whole thing is very moist and, I would say, moisture is the predominate trope guiding lyrics of this kind. These songs are defined by a poetics of personal moisture.

What’s most interesting to me is not that Zeppelin sang songs like these, but how unoriginal they are. Robert Johnson, Memphis Minnie, and Howlin’ Wolf (who eventually gets cowriting credit for “The Lemon Song”) are all much earlier sources for this phrase, taking us back to the 1920s at least. In the blues tradition, of course, this personal moisture is exclusively male, or at least begins exclusively male. Women start to talk back early on in this tradition too.

And sometimes they talk back differently. Lucille Bogan’s “Shave ‘Em Dry II” (the first version appeared in 1935), whose lyrics I can’t bring myself to reprint here, if you can imagine that after just what I’ve said so far, employs a poetics of personal dryness, if you can imagine that.

Go ahead. Imagine it.

That was 1935, and a woman singing, and Led Zeppelin doesn’t have anything on Lucille Bogan. Neither does Nicki Minaj.

And that leads right up to Nicki Minaj’s “Super Freaky Girl,” which employs the poetics of personal moisture in these lines:

On applications I write “pressure” ’cause that’s what I apply (Brr)
P-P-P-Pressure applied, can’t f– a regular guy
Wetter than umbrellas and stickier than apple pie
I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin’ and slidin’

The poetics of personal moisture here, significantly, aren’t just her own. They’re specifically in response to Rick James’s “Superfreak,” a song about a girl who is not the “kind you take home to mother,” a girl who is a superfreak appreciated exactly because of her deviant (freaky) sexuality. James’s song is sampled at the beginning and echoes of his music appear throughout Minaj’s song. So Minaj’s song intends to give James’s superfreak girl a voice: not just to talk back to Rick James, but to own the role of the superfreak, to make it her own, and to define it for herself. My daughter Grace’s friend Sarina (19) said that Minaj “Raps like a man,” explaining that “men rap about sex, money, and drugs, but when women rap about that, people get upset,” and she added that Minaj “raps just as good as any male rapper like Eminem.” The point to her was that Minaj was giving as good as she got, talking right back to the men talking to her.

I would like to talk about Minaj’s music as music, particularly after listening through The Pinkprint (2018) for the first time, but I don’t feel qualified. I will say I was surprised. It’s not just that it was good music, which I expected, or that it was highly musical, but it was creatively and originally musical far beyond what I was expecting, at least at times.

I could go on from this point with moral disapproval. Yes, it’s just about sex itself: sex without intimacy or attachment, sex for its own sake, sex as biology, as meat, as moisture. But I prefer to focus on understanding her instead, partly because moral judgments are too easy to make, and partly because that was Grace’s question: why? Women in these sexual relationships are usually either victims or objects of male desire and are defined in terms of male desire. Minaj, by inhabiting this role, by owning it, isn’t anyone’s victim. Her song turns a male choice into something more like a dance, like an interaction between equal partners, one where she’s giving as good as she’s getting, choosing and being chosen, but not just a princess in a tower. She’s exercising her own agency, choosing her own terms, and she’s celebrating them.

Laudable? I wouldn’t say that. There are other terms on which she could ground her equality and agency. But understandable?

Yes. I have to wonder, though, what giving as good as you’re getting would mean to her if she wasn’t dealing with strip club men on drugs.

Writing Instruction and the New Liberal Arts

Lee Trepanier’s “The Compliant College Classroom” and Blake Smith’s “Against the Writing Center” are both recent diatribes against the current state of writing instruction at the college level. They make similar claims from different disciplinary perspectives: Trepanier is Chair and Professor of Political Science at Samford University while Smith is currently serving as a Fulbright scholar in North Macedonia who specializes in Western European History. They’re both deeply invested in writing instruction within the contexts of their fields (not uncommon in my experience, especially among historians), and they are equally dismayed at superficial attempts to professionalize writing instruction at the expense of… writing instruction. I would like to say initially that both make very good points, but that Smith’s essay sounds as if it was written from the perspective of someone inexperienced (at least at the time) in teaching college, at least college writing, which is confirmed by the fact that he’s relating an experience at the beginning of a four year postdoc.

Smith lets his inexperience slip in a few giveaways throughout his essay. For example, these lines reveal a few misunderstandings about teaching college writing.

Many of the colleges and universities where we work have writing centers with staff dedicated to building writing skills among incoming students. Students who have been through such programs ought to demonstrate a guaranteed minimum level of writing ability, leaving instructors in other courses free to focus on teaching their discipline-specific content without having to explain, yet again, the purpose of topic sentences. . . But my students were shockingly bad writers. A few could express themselves in clear enough prose that I could concentrate on their arguments, but something like 90 percent of them struggled to write a sentence that could be read aloud without embarrassment.

His two mistakes are in thinking that writing instruction should be, in principle, confined to first year writing (so he shouldn’t have to provide it in his own classes), and that first year writing instruction guarantees a certain minimum competence. These are likely related points in his thinking: at the least, he should not have to provide lower level writing instruction. Regarding a guarantee of certain minimum competence, I agree with his thinking in principle, but institutional structures and the nature of writing instruction aren’t set up to provide any guarantees. In my ideal world, all students would be perfectly placed in their writing courses, not just by level of competency, but by kind of need, so that instruction could be tailored for each different student group. But that’s never the case. Placement at level of competence is almost non-existent in many institutions, and at best awkward and coarse at most others, so as a result, students with widely differing levels of writing competence and instructional needs are all found in the same class. Instructors can’t do much but teach to the middle, leaving struggling students behind and boring the more advanced students.

Furthermore, growth in writing occurs as students read and write, but most students have to be rewarded for this work in order to do it. In practice, then, much of a student’s grade in a writing class are “easy” points, rewards for practice without strict evaluation. That waters down the grade students receive on strictly evaluative measures, or at least somewhat inflates grades, so that even though students do certainly experience growth in their writing ability over the course of the semester (if they do the reading and writing, of course — students who barely pass with a C will not show the same growth), their grade may not correlate well with their writing ability. Some institutions mediate this effect through final portfolios that are graded independently of the instructor, but few institutions will fail a student for a low grade on a portfolio if they have grades of A, B, or even just a passing C for their work throughout the semester.

Smith is also working with a paradigm of writing instruction that both isolates writing instruction from other disciplines and that fails to recognize interdisciplinary differences in expectations for writing: what is good writing in one discipline is bad writing in another. His description of these bad writing tics can certainly fall within disciplinary differences:

The students seemed to have all learned together a stilted, awkward, and at times painfully florid way of writing removed both from the rhythms of good prose and ordinary conversational English. 

A person used to writing for science, math, or engineering programs may well sound just this way when writing about humanities subjects. But this description also indicates other shortcomings in Smith’s thinking due to inexperience. The first is the belief that student writing styles are solely the product of their writing instruction. I would say instead that students’ writing styles are contextually and emotionally driven as well. Students often write this way because they’re trying to impress their teachers or sound intelligent, as Smith knows: “It was the voice of someone who wanted very much to seem smart but did not yet know how to do so.” And while his article illustrates that they’re trying to do so in the worst possible way, I’d like to emphasize that this style of writing is a conscious, though misguided, choice being made by these students. It matters that it’s a choice, and because it is a choice, we need to recognize that students don’t have just one style of writing.

In other words, Smith makes the mistake of thinking that because students write that way for him, they write the same way at all times and in all contexts. But that’s just not true. I once had a student who wrote awful prose that demonstrated all of the bad qualities Smith describes in his essay, including subject/verb agreement problems, but when I assigned a narrative essay to be written in short story form, her prose was beautiful, gripping, and lacked subject/ verb agreement errors. The problem with her writing wasn’t in her previous writing instruction, or in her current writing ability, but was the product of anxiety about the kind of writing she was expected to do in class combined with some misunderstanding of it. Smith’s problem is that he’s ascribing these writing habits to former writing instruction rather than to students’ misperception of their instructors’ expectations for their writing or to any other factors. I’m curious how his first assignments would turn out if he explained the kind of writing he expected on the first day of class and distributed a sample essay.

I would like to add that writing instruction can’t and shouldn’t be confined to English or Communications classes because writing is a skill, and skills only develop over an extended period of time through continual practice. You don’t practice scales for just three months and then play guitar like Jimmy Page, but you will see improvement in your playing — and your degree of improvement will be affected by natural talent, your learning curve, and your level of real commitment to growth. At one time Smith College, I have heard from a few of its graduates, required writing in almost all of its classes, including its math classes. Any version of a Writing Across the Curriculum model is a more fruitful model of writing instruction.

As Smith goes on, however, he provides some evidence supporting these assumptions, largely in his description of how writing centers think through student writing and how writing center consultants are trained:

The course was organized around graduate students’ acquisition of a bespoke jargon for analyzing undergraduates’ writing. Would-be writing instructors learned that a paper is a means of expressing a “point” through stages of argumentation — “stasis,” “destabilization,” “grounds,” “reasoning,” “warrant,” etc. They were trained to read introductions (called “indexes” in the course material) for keywords (“themes”) that could then be tracked throughout the rest of the paper (following “lexical strings”). 

His grousing about field-specific jargon is pointless because he ignores context: these are also students, and if we were to reframe these concepts in everyday language, he wouldn’t necessarily disagree with this approach to writing instruction, which is oriented toward coherence first. At the neglect of style, yes, which is his complaint. Possibly, but which style for which class? That question can only be answered in upper division courses. When I worked in a writing center as a student in the early 90s, writing center consultants were sent around to each department on campus to collect assignment instructions and general expectations for writing in that discipline. We created field-specific handbooks to guide writing consultants when helping students write for their different classes, which if they’re double majors, or mixing minors, or taking general education courses with upper division courses in different disciplines can be very different. A lab report isn’t written the same way as an English literature paper. In other words, he’s forgetting that these consultants are teaching college writing, which requires a variety of styles for a variety of classes.

But what Smith seems to most strongly juxtapose in his article is the idea of an “ordinary” or “natural” or “conversational” prose style with one that’s actually more (often awkwardly) self-conscious about its style. While I doubt that Smith would take issue with a well-written lab report that sounded like a lab report (no reading for pleasure there, however), he seems to expect all students to write well in the same way. He juxtaposes approaches to writing instruction that treat writing as a science with approaches to writing instruction that treat writing as a natural extension of human thought and speech. He is juxtaposing, in other words, Enlightenment views of writing with Romantic views, the former treating writing like a science, the latter treating writing as the natural work of people who are writers. 

But why can’t writing be both?

This juxtaposition also informs Lee Trepanier’s better-informed “The Compliant College Classroom,” originally published in a number of venues in mid-August 2022 but recently republished on his Substack. While he states the issue in different terms, he still presents a similar binary. Ken Bain’s “therapeutic education,” on the one hand, originates significantly in Rousseau:

The origins of this student-centered approach, with its emphasis on collaboration, independence, and self-discovery, can be traced back to Jean-Jacques Rousseau who believed that the child’s mind should develop naturally rather than be molded by teachers and schools.

Rousseau’s theory of education is rooted in beliefs about childhood that locate the height of human existence in childhood, which then degenerates as the child gets older and is assimilated into civilization, a progress echoed in Wordsworth’s “Ode: Intimations on Immortality”:

But trailing clouds of glory do we come 
               From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison-house begin to close
               Upon the growing Boy,
But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
               He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily farther from the east
     Must travel, still is Nature’s priest,
          And by the vision splendid
          Is on his way attended;
At length the Man perceives it die away,
And fade into the light of common day.

Trepanier doesn’t use the term “Romantic,” but he’s describing a specifically Romantic view of childhood, one that originates in Rousseau and, in his account, has been passed down to us through John Dewey, Maria Montessori, and then contemporary educators such as Ken Bain. 

Trepanier opposes therapeutic education to the standardization of knowledge, a quantifiable approach to education which he describes in these terms:

To be economically successful students need to learn how to assemble, analyze, and manipulate data. Because it is considered “real,” everything is measured and quantified, especially given the ubiquity of technology in our society which makes counting things easier.

This numerical assignment and valuing of reality give the illusion of being objective and transparent—a phenomenon particularly attractive to democratic societies. As Tocqueville observed, democratic citizens rely upon their own individual judgements to make decisions and thereby reduce everything to its utilitarian value. But because everyone is equal in a democratic society, no one is certain that his judgment is better than anyone else’s, ultimately yielding a consensus ruled by the majority. Data, the standardization of knowledge, is the crystallization of democratic judgment because nobody can object to it: it claims to be objective, transparent, and equally accessible. 

Trepanier sees both kinds of education at work in US culture, of course. But most importantly, he believes both have their place; both are necessary. For example, he validates Enlightenment, quantifiable models of education here:

To be clear, there is nothing amiss when students learn how to assemble, analyze, and manipulate data in subjects that are amendable to it, like mathematics, the natural sciences, and aspects of the social sciences. 

while he validates Romantic models of education here:

Rousseau’s insight about students being at the center of learning is necessary for students to be independent and critical learners. Being able to draw one’s own conclusions because of one’s explorations brings a sense of joy and ownership to students.

He believes problems arise when only one model is held up as the gold standard for learning. To avoid this error, as a true classicist he recommends an Aristotelian “middle way” defined as “prudence”:

For Aristotle, prudence is a middle path between theoretical reason, which is too abstract to solve specific problems, and pragmatic calculation, which is focused only on what works without understanding why. It is a form of practical reason that is simultaneously connected with theoretical thinking to guide practical action. The best teachers embody this in their professions, teaching particular students in specific situations the enduring truths about reality. They are the bridges between the concrete and particular reality of students’ lives to the theoretical and abstract knowledge of their disciplines of knowledge. They are truly the “midwives” of truth.

Prudence is the preferred path in Trepanier’s thinking because it weds theoretical understanding with practical reason, encompassing both, benefiting from both, and offsetting the weaknesses of each in the process. His approach is superior to Smith’s because he has a broader view of what education should be: prudence would teach students when to engage in theoretical reasoning, how to apply theory practically, and it would grant students wisdom in their application of student knowledge. 

But I would like to suggest another model. Trepanier’s prudential model  — which, I should add, is still perfectly serviceable in the present — was most meaningful when the sum total of human knowledge was much smaller than it is today, when it was conceivable that a single person could master the arts and sciences. The model I would like to suggest can guide our broad conception of how education should work at the college and university level and, more narrowly, how we should think of student writing and writing instruction. 

The model I propose is a new liberal arts based on four areas of global competence: 

  1. The human social environment, approached through humanities study and study in the human and social sciences.
  2. The human physical environment, approached through study in the physical sciences directed specifically toward understanding our natural environment.
  3. The human economic environment, approached through the study of business and economics.
  4. The human technological environment, focused on competency in computer science and networks and in engineering fields.

The traditional liberal arts aren’t abandoned but distributed throughout this model. They serve as the basis of this model. 

Writing instruction, rather than being focused on a single model of “good” writing, is focused instead on putting students so in control of their own writing that they can modify their writing style as needed for different contexts and situations. Furthermore, writing instruction isn’t limited to early college classes or partitioned off into English or Communication departments. Instead, writing instruction, and all instruction really, is viewed organically: instruction begins with student placement at their level of competency and moves forward from there. Learning is a seed that’s planted in one class, watered in others, and then harvested far down the road.