Folksongs: did they Grow, or were they Made?

I was being a dutiful music librarian yesterday, when I looked up the Tonic Sol-Fa proponents John Curwen and his son J. Spencer Curwen, to see what of their output was in the Conservatoire library. My first shock was discovering that we had catalogued a couple of Mrs J. Spencer Curwen’s piano teaching books under her spouse’s name. (The horror!) Having righted this wrong – with apologies to her memory* – I thought I’d glance at J. Spencer Curwen’s Folk Songs of Many Lands, published by the family firm in 1911. We had access to an electronic version in the library, but I borrowed the hard-copy to bring home and examine more closely in my own time.

What am I always saying about the prefaces of these books being the most fascinating aspect of this genre? I was enthralled immediately!

Folk Songs of Many Lands, collected by J. Spencer Curwen; words by Florence Hoare [et al]; accompaniments by Percy E. Fletcher (London: Curwen, 1911)

Let me share the bulk of this preface with you, to show you what I mean. (It’s okay – J. Spencer Curwen is well out of copyright!) One of my own bêtes noires is the idea that a folk song could have just arisen out of thin air or been collaboratively crafted by multiple people – I’ve always felt this denies the very fact that someone, somewhere, had the idea and developed into a song, no matter how many iterations it subsequently goes through, so I quite liked how this compiler starts his preface:-

‘A Conscious or Unconscious Artist’

‘There has been a good deal of discussion lately as to the nature of a folk-song.  Is it a song of “communal origin” built up by a succession of singers, originating nowhere, bearing no name, impersonal and evolved? Or is it any popular song that has staying power, that has been in the mouths of the people for say a hundred years, a song that is simple and artless, but which, whether a name is attached to it or not, was undoubtedly first the work of a conscious or unconscious musical artist?’

Curwen says he has,

‘[…] never found a statement of the “evolved” origin of the folk-song such as is upheld […] by some collectors in England.  The only place [he has] discovered this idea is in a work of fiction, the popular little German story “Immensee”, by Storm.  One of the characters in this book, after singing a folk-song and being asked who wrote it, says of folk-songs generally:-

[Here it is quoted in German, before the quote is translated.]

“They are not made; they grow, they fall from the air, they fly over the country like gossamer-threads, hither and thither, and are at once sung in a thousand places. We find in these songs our inmost deed and suffering; it is as if we had all helped to make them.”

Curwen does not hold with this idea, and says it finds a parallel with the remark of the little enslaved girl in Uncle Tom’s Cabin:-

‘Topsy, as we all know, grew, she was not made.’

(In the story, Miss Ophelia tries to explain the idea of the Christian God to Topsy, asking the little girl if she knew her creator, and Topsy’s answer was, ‘I ‘spect I growed.  Don’t think nobody never made me.’ So now we know that Curwen has either read Harriet Beecher Stowe’s already nearly sixty year-old bestseller, or he’s just using an expression that has entered common parlance. I myself have often read that something ‘like Topsy, just growed’, but I didn’t realise where the phrase came from! Must get round to reading that book, a new edition already sitting on my bookshelf.)

So Curwen continues,

‘And this is like Storm’s folk-song.  I do not know if this pretty idea will help the case for those who talk of “communal origin.”  But of one thing I am sure.  The charming melodies in this book […] are the works of men and women who, whether they knew the fact or not, were artists.  These tunes were composed for the people, not by the people.  The idea that from an amorphous condition these melodies were gradually moulded into shape by being handed from one untutored singer to another is to me unthinkable.’

So far, so good. But I disagree with Curwen’s next comment!

‘Deteriorates’?!

‘Popular use deteriorates melodies, it does not shape them.’

Says who, Mr Curwen? Says who? We want the tunes to be popular and used – we can’t actually stop little changes creeping in! Nowadays we tend to accept that there may be variants to a tune. I personally don’t get upset about it, though there will always be some who try to establish which is the ‘best version’.

At this point, Curwen turns to introduce the scope of the songs in his book and their national characteristics, concluding by pointing out that it contains no British or Irish songs, as they already appear ‘in so many collections’.  He is so right there! Dozens and dozens of collections.

The songs are arranged for two voices. There were two editions, one wholly in staff notation with piano accompaniment, and the other purely a vocal score with staff and sol-fa vocal lines.  (Our library copy came from Bayley & Ferguson’s shop in Queen Street, Glasgow – where else? Just round the corner from the old Athenaeum building, as it happens – it didn’t travel far.) Many of the English texts are by Florence Hoare, though she is not the sole lyricist.  A couple do also have their original language verses at the bottom of the page.  There are very few annotations, of the most minimal kind – for example, explaining what a may-pole is. It’s a respectable looking book with decent accompaniments, providing the singing teacher was a competent pianist!

Fifty-one years later, some of the songs were set to guitar in an edition by John Gavall, Folksong and Guitar, still published by Curwen.  It says something not only for the longevity of the collection, but also for the continued belief amongst pedagogues that folk-songs really are good material for children to learn!

*NOTE. Mrs Curwen’s published piano teaching output was extensive, including pedagogical psychology as well as a highly popular piano method. Another woman who certainly made a name for herself!

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The Undistracted Fellow

Logically, it should make no difference where we sit to work on our research. A laptop, a table and chair – that’s it, isn’t it?

However, my concentration is undeniably better in St Andrews, and I’m convinced it’s because of the circumstances.  For a start, it’s a seven hour round trip by bus. If I spend that much time just getting there, I’m certainly going to make the most of every hour whilst I’m there.

Secondly, I sit in quiet, comfortable surroundings with no distractions, whether it’s the office-with-a-view, or Martyrs’ Kirk reading room. That’s a privilege.

Time is neither carved up into obligatory breaks at specific times, nor do I need to stop one thing to do something else unrelated but unavoidable. Another luxury!

But most of all, there’s the feeling that being a guest fellow is an honour, so I want to squeeze as much as I can into the time available.

This week, I’ve written half of one of the two talks I’ve agreed to do, and spent a couple of hours at Martyrs’ Kirk. Sadly, one of the books I wanted to see, turned out not to be the sort of book I’d expected. Knowing the author’s prime focus, I thought that it would be a Victorian school book, but this one wasn’t. (At least I hadn’t bought it on eBay!) Maybe it means I’ll think of him as a more rounded individual, though, so perhaps it was worth having a look for that alone.

Hullah in staff notation mode!

But that’s another good thing about visiting St Andrews. It’s five minutes from my desk to a library. To look at the same thing in Glasgow would take up a whole chunk of a day, by the time I’d got from home to town. (And when I’m at my own library, I’m just a worker bee – neither a researcher, nor do we have the same resources.)

Mind you, having ruled out Hullah’s national songbook, there’s nothing for it – the next book on my list IS in Glasgow. You win some, lose some, I guess!

Featured image by Chen from Pixabay

A Syncopated Sensation

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Here’s a story on the Dundee City Archives blog, involving our friends, Dundee music firm Methven Simpson in 1921. And a very special and innovative jazz band!

Glass Half-Empty or Half-Full?

I’ve just given myself a strict talking-to.  On the face of it, I’ve published nothing of significance since January 2023.  The shame of it!  And me a 0.3 FTE researcher and all!  But when I remind myself that by the end of December 2024, I shall hopefully have published another monograph, two book chapters and an article, it doesn’t look quite so bad.  I really must stop comparing myself with full-time academics.

Women Composers

My last substantial article was actually written with my librarian hat on – maybe that’s not surprising, given that 0.7 of my role is as a librarian.  I wrote about my work getting more music by women composers into RCS Library:-

‘Representation of Women Composers in the Whittaker Library’Journal of Perspectives in Applied Academic Practice. Vol. 11 No. 1 (2023): Special Issue on Breaking the Gender Bias in Academia and Academic Practice, pp.21-26. (Paper given at the International Women’s Day Conference hosted by the University of the Highlands and Islands, 2022.) DOI: https://doi.org/10.56433/jpaap.v11i1.533

Watch out for my forthcoming article in History Scotland in December 2023. It’s about two Scottish women singers, one still famous (albeit not for her singing) and the other now forgotten. I’ve seen the proofs – it looks nice!

Historically Under-Represented Composers

Since writing the ‘Representation of Women Composers in the Whittaker Library’ article, I’ve continued adding music by historically under-represented composers to the library at RCS – it’ll be some kind of legacy to leave when I retire from the library in 38 weeks’ time!  I want to know that if students are looking for this kind of repertoire, there will be plenty to choose from.

Climate Change – Vocal Repertoire

I’d also like to see more songs about the climate crisis, a topic that colleagues have already been working on in the wider library collection.  If you’re reading this and know of published music suitable for young professional singers, do please get in touch.  I’m also looking out for decent publications of songs about environmental issues for classroom use, to benefit our trainee teachers in the Conservatoire.  If I can capitalise on the connections I’ve made through social media, to gather more information about this repertoire, then the collection can only benefit.  I’m just looking for songs – 38 weeks isn’t long enough to glean more than that, and it’s not as though the library won’t get on capitally without me next year in any case!! No-one’s indispensible.

Like this …

The music has to be commercially published – we’re not trying to build an archive of unpublished material with all the copyright complexities concomitant with such output.

But not this …

My own Extinction Calypso was performed in Edinburgh this March at Chris Hutchings’ Choirs for Climate concert, but it’s precisely NOT the kind of thing to end up in a Conservatoire library – fun, but lightweight, unpublished, and certainly not to be preserved for posterity!  It doesn’t make me any the less pleased with it, but I make no pretence of being anything other than a rather third-rate composer.  So – please tell me about proper works by serious composers, but not the likes of this:-

When I retire from the library, I shall still go on being a researcher professionally at RCS.  (No doubt I’ll also compose and sew pieces of nonsense in my retired-time!)  But it’ll be summertime before that happy day.  So for now, it’s on with the day-job, and the enjoyment of my Fellowship in St Andrews on Wednesdays and Thursdays!  More about that research in due course.

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You can’t have too much of a Good Thing

Saturday frivolity, not research. But it does give a bit of insight into the fin-de-siecle publishing trade.

This came in a donation; we have the low voice version, but it was also available for high voice – that’s perfectly normal. Inside, there’s ukulele tab as well as the piano accompaniment, and instruction as to which notes you should tune the strings to. The publisher clearly thought he was onto a winner, and issued it in as many formats as he could think of. Just look! Oh, and he published it both sides of the Atlantic, for maximum exposure.

Just a trivial song, but it must have been a hit – in my family there are still memories of it being sung!

Keep Going

This week in Fellowship research, I continued looking at late Victorian sources. I identified a cataloguing glitch – as a librarian/researcher, I’m consistently and annoyingly good at this – and borrowed another armload of library books. But did I make any outstanding discoveries? Not really.

It’s probably a bit like being an archaeologist – you have to sift through a lot of ‘stuff’ to find a precious relic, and sometimes there is nothing to find. But you keep on sifting! Actually, I think I have it better than an archaeologist, because I know I’m looking at the right kind of material, and the more I examine, the more chances of seeing patterns.

In any case, it would be inaccurate to say I discovered nothing. Looking at more publications by one individual enabled me to confirm how enlightened his approach was, compared to another author. This is the latter one:-

Those poor mid-Victorian kids! Can you imagine working-class children in industrial Glasgow enjoying something like this?!

It also gave me another idea which I need to pursue, both in my historical research and in thinking about library acquisitions ‘at home’.

And additionally, researching in St Andrews gives me access to mainstream materials that we just don’t have in our specialist Conservatoire library. That’s invaluable!

But back to my original heading:-

  • When you think you’re getting nowhere, but you know you’re on the right track – keep going.
  • If you’re detecting patterns – keep looking.
  • If you have the tiniest idea about a new research question, write it down.

Did anyone ever make a breakthrough discovery in less than a month of looking? Probably. Maybe they were a genius, or maybe they were lucky with what they found. Maybe they knew exactly where to look. But there’s a lot to recommend the hard slog, too. After all, it would be tragic to be so close to a result, and not to achieve it. And I should know. I’ve mentioned before that I didn’t finish my first doctoral studies. This definitely proved to be a life lesson – I had realised how important it was to persevere, and how unsatisfactory it was to feel that you had left unfinished work and had nothing to show for it! My second thesis did get submitted – on time, to the day. So, more recently, did my second book. I like to think that persistence is one of my better characteristics!

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All Quiet on the Western [Research] Front

If I haven’t been rapturously blogging from St Andrews this week, it’s because I’ve been confined to the West of Scotland and the staff side of a library. My ring-fenced research time found a gap in the fence, and no research has been done. But I’ve conducted a lot of library tours! Discussed historically underrepresented composers, and ordered some more music by women composers (all enjoyable tasks). Weeded some books (rather more mundane). But it has felt like a very long week – the first time I’ve been in the library Monday to Friday, since 2012. Why now?, you might ask. A fair question!

On the plus side, I’ll recoup the missing time in October, and (better still) this situation won’t arise again, because next Autumn I shall have retired from librarianship.

But NOT from research, certainly not. I truly can’t wait to settle into having just one professional role!

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Enchanted!

The publisher travelled extensively, actually dying off the coast of South Africa on his final trip. Whether all these trips were for business or pleasure (or both), we’ll never know!

Image by Bob, Pixabay

The library received our second-hand copy of a music book today. It came from the USA, having first been sold in Johannesburg. There is something magical about a book, itself aimed at the Scottish diaspora, having been published in Glasgow and then spending time in TWO of the continents visited by its publisher, before returning to Glasgow today.

I know that, technically, it makes no difference to the contents. Of course it doesn’t. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m over the moon with this particular book’s life-history!

Print and Tourism

I have contributed a chapter to a forthcoming collection on Print and Tourism, which is being published by Peter Lang.  The completed manuscript will soon be going to the publishers, which is very exciting.  You might ask what a musicologist was doing, writing about print and tourism?  Well, it won’t be long before all is revealed. 

I had enormous fun writing this chapter, and I think folk will enjoy reading it.  It’s different.  Well, that’s hardly surprising, given the subject matter, but I’ve placed it in a wider cultural context than my usual more musicological offerings, and I’m really looking forward to seeing it in print.

A Question for You: What’s significant?

The topic arose from a book I acquired during lockdown.  Ironically, it was only a couple of weeks ago that it dawned on me that not only would we need to buy the essay collection for RCS’s library, but we’d also need a copy of the book which inspired it! I can’t think why that didn’t occur to me sooner, but it is on order and on its way, so I’ll be cataloguing it very soon. We’ll have it well before the essay collection is finally published!

So, your challenge is this: Can you work out what is significant about this map?!

I would never, ever have dreamed, when I went to Exeter to start my first, unfinished doctoral studies on mediaeval English plainsong and polyphony, that I would end up completing a different PhD thirty years on, and writing and being published on such a very different topic!

Knowing When to Stop

The mystery teacher – photo from British Newspaper Archive

There are times when our insatiable curiosity leads us ‘up the garden path’, aren’t there? For me, it’s when I decide to pursue the life history of characters that really aren’t central to what I’m researching.

Take this weekend: I’m currently researching the pedagogical output of a Victorian Edinburgh music teacher, and I discovered his daughter collaborated on some of his publications. (This is confirmed by a letter that her sister wrote to a music journal later.) The collaborations appear to have been before she married.

I found a newspaper article about a story she had written for a women’s magazine called The People’s Friend in 1906, and this gave me her married name, but also informed me that she was working as a head teacher in a village quite a way from Edinburgh. It was definitely her – it named her father and his achievements.

Oh, my goodness. I wrote a number of stories for that magazine myself, some decades ago, so that made me sit up and look, straight away!

More interestingly, though – for a married woman still to be working, was a red flag in itself, because it was usual for a woman to stop working when she married. I traced her marriage certificate on Scotland’s People, and only noticed at the last minute that there was an amendment attached. She divorced her husband – whereabouts unknown – in 1912. Perhaps she had found it expedient to continue working, notwithstanding having a young child, if there had already been marital discord for a while. But who knows?!

I found the mother, a nine-year old son and a servant living back in Edinburgh in 1911. The census described her just as a teacher – no mention of headship here.

Really, my only interest at this point – whether or not she continued to collaborate with her father after she married – was my curiosity about a woman working as a teacher after marriage. Not long ago, I researched a late Victorian woman called Clarinda Webster, who was a music teacher, head teacher and ultimately a divorcee, so there was a human interest in finding someone else whose circumstances might have been vaguely similar …

After a few hours delving into Ancestry, Scotland’s People and the British Newspaper Archive, I made myself stop. I don’t know where this woman and her son ended up. Maybe they left Scotland or emigrated, who knows? At the end of the day, it doesn’t make any difference to my research into pedagogical music publications in the late Victorian and Edwardian eras.

On the other hand, stories of working women professionals in that era continue to interest me, whether musicians, teachers or both. It wouldn’t take much to convince me to keep looking…