The Grammys As White Nostalgia?
For me this award means a lot because it shows that the human element of making rock is the most important. Singing into a microphone and learning to play an instrument and learning your craft is the most important thing for people to do. It’s not about being perfect. It’s not about sounding correct. It’s not about what goes on in a computer. It’s about what goes on in here [points to heart] and what goes on in here [points to head].
For most people, this might come off as a rather uncontroversial statement about the process of recording music. But when one realizes that the majority of the acts at the Grammys that might represent more or less what Grohl was talking about (“non-computer driven, singing into a microphone while playing an instrument” type music) were white (Jennifer Hudson and Bruno Mars being the exceptions), his statement takes on a whole different meaning. The key term here is “human element.”
For what Grohl is really saying is that forms of music that are not produced in the way that he has determined as traditionally “authentic” (i.e. analog, raw, and unencumbered by technology’s ability to manipulate sound in ways that “improve” it) is somehow below the ideal of the musically human. In other words, hearing Grohl’s statement within the context of the Grammy performances, almost every black act that performed was inauthentically human, while almost every white act that performed, with their unprocessed vocals and guitar driven sounds, was able to remain within that descriptive realm.
This is not to say that Grohl was being intentionally racist (and his comments can certainly be read in a very different light), but rather that he was simply operating within the realm of a white nostalgia that still longs for its own claim to a sort of musical authenticity that has been challenged over the last three decades with the advent of electronically driven musical forms, most notably the various forms associated with the signifier “hip-hop.”
If all of this is quite unbelievable for some, consider the way the Grammys began and the way it ended: Bruce Springsteen at the front and Paul McCartney, Bruce Springsteen, Joe Walsh, and Dave Grohl at the end. For all of the racial diversity of the performers, white men end up framing the entire show. It also is worth noting here that Springsteen and Grohl, along with Elvis Costello, had already closed the Grammys in 2003 with a memorial tribute to Joe Strummer of The Clash.
In contrast to this year’s Whitney Houston memorial, which was sandwiched between the Chris Brown double-feature, the Strummer memorial enjoyed the privilege of closing the show, capping the Grammys off with the indelible image of white males (with the exception of No Doubt bassist Tony Kanal, who is of Indian descent) playing traditionally white music. This year’s ending proved no different. Caramanica is worth quoting here:
Forget women, Forget black or Latin stars or those of any other ethnic background. In a year in which the Grammys could have reasonably tried to sell progress as a narrative, it chose to end the night with a phalanx of older white men playing guitars, a battalion guarding the rickety old castle from attack, a defiant stand of yesteryear.
Such a “defiant stand of yesteryear,” it appears, is not only a nostalgia for the dominant musical forms and sounds of a past time, it is also a nostalgia for a time when white bodies enjoyed the spotlight as the undisputed image of a cultural status quo. Certainly we live in a different time when this status quo is being challenged with much success, and some might point to this year’s Grammys’ racially diverse lineup as a testament to that. Yet in a world where race is thought to no longer matter, it seems that white men still get to mark the boundaries of artistic humanity and cultural authenticity.
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