Facing the Music

Poor Irving Berlin.  “God Bless America” isn’t his best work, but it’s been made to bear the brunt, now, of the boorish, thuggish conformity of the New York Yankees whom, despite the name, are in a lot of ways the antithesis of American ideals.  And to have the NYPD enforce listening to his empty demonstration of empty patriotism?  It’s the non-conformists like me who should be angry and paranoid, not fools like this.

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I'm a composer and musician, and I write about music—I do that here, for the New York Classical Review, at the Brooklyn Rail (I edit the music section there) and any place else that will have me, like New Music Box and Music & Literature. I also wrote the Miles Davis' Bitches Brew book in the 33 1/3 series.