A few years ago we went to a concert given by Uri Caine, in Nottingham. Though I’m sure he is a very skilled musician, it was one of the worst concert experiences of my life. After the first few bars, the rest of the evening was completely unintelligible to my ill-educated ears. Worse still, we were right in the middle of a row, there was no interval and so, no escape.
I’m quite a keen concertgoer. Though my family would say I have rather limited taste in music, just because I don’t know any pop music from about 1980 onwards.
Last weekend we went to the Keswick Jazz Festival. You had a pass for the day and could just wander into (or out of) any concert as you pleased.
This meant there was no danger of repeating the Uri Caine experience.
We also had the benefit of a Tutor (who visually could have been Wolverine’s dad) giving us background information on different jazz musicians and a commentary on the bands we had seen playing.
However, his knowledge was sound.
One evening we were discussing a band that most of us had seen featuring Lucien Barbarin a fantastic trombonist. Personally I had very much enjoyed their playing. Our tutor went on to describe the lack of skill of the rest of the band and then to outline the worst feature of all: They were drinking beer on stage. This, in his view, was ‘unprofessional’.
I was immediately transported back to a discussion over lunch early in my career with some colleagues, one of whom was my manager. He was telling us that Neville, the UK Sales Manager had told the Managing Director that there were no ‘professionals’ in the Manufacturing Department (our department).
We were outraged.
I will just take a few moments to describe the UK Sales Manager. He wore the same suit every day, and had done possibly since the early fourteenth century when it was purchased. He was clearly a stranger to his barber and many of his shirts would have benefitted from a closer relationship with a washing machine.
We naturally spent some time pointing out his many faults and declaring ourselves to far more ‘professional’ than he or any member of his team was.
‘Professional’
Over the years I have come to realise that the word ‘professional’ is one of those words that needs to be used with great care and, in most instances, is best avoided. I checked it in the dictionary. Here are the synonyms:
- Expert
- Specialised
- Qualified
- Proficient
- Skilled
- Trained
- Practiced
- Certified
- Licensed
The antonym is ‘amateur’.
As I sat there listening to this criticism of the band whose playing I had enjoyed so much I again felt that sense of rage. I think it was mainly because, when I was in a jazz band we all drank beer on stage. Consequently I felt I was being personally and completely unfairly criticised.
I started to wonder why this beer drinking was such a problem. Needless to say, we were eagerly observing the fluid intake of every performer after that. You won’t be surprised to learn that most of them had a glass of something near by.
Ultimately we decided that we didn’t see it as a problem. As my daughter said, she often closes her eyes when she is listening to the music anyway.
Then I started to think about other concert situations. I love some kinds of opera. I’m listening to Handel’s Scipione as I write this.
I realised that I wouldn’t expect to see the soloists supping beer on stage during a performance of a Handel opera. I’ve sung in many choirs and seen many perform, and again, I wouldn’t expect that of them. But I also wouldn’t expect the audience to wander in and out.
But we’re talking about a jazz festival with informal concerts where the audience can walk in and out as it pleases. When I was in a band, we mainly played in pubs. The audience were drinking (and smoking in most cases). People would often buy us drinks.
You may not know this, but in Handel’s day people did wander in and out of concerts (especially long operas) and even played chess during the performance.
Standards
The real question here is ensuring that we are applying standards correctly and appropriately.
In her excellent book ‘The Sceptical Feminist’ Janet Radcliffe Richards gives a very useful example. She asks the reader to imagine two castaways marooned on two separate desert islands. One is lush and green with plenty of resources, the other barren. Would you burn down the foliage on the lush island in order to make the positions of the castaways ‘fair’?
Clearly that would be stupid.
I think it’s the same here. Yes, we don’t expect to see Don Giovanni quaffing a beer whilst on stage. Just as we wouldn’t expect to see Lady Macbeth having a quick swig as she intones ‘Out, out damned spot’.
But a jazz band playing in an informal concert is a very different situation.
What we forget is that very often Don Giovanni or Lady Macbeth could be gasping for a drink. I know that during some choir performances I have been. Just because it’s inappropriate for them in that situation, should we burn down the island of the jazz player?
Are They Professional?
We come back to the word ‘professional’. It all boils down to what we mean by ‘professional’ and if we think someone is ‘unprofessional’ what we really mean. In my view it’s safer to use one of the other words and be much more specific about what we mean.
In essence, calling someone ‘unprofessional’ is a lazy way of insulting them, and possibly making ourselves seem better at the same time. Wolverine’s dad did comment that in his jazz band they never drank on stage.
Other Favourite Dangerous Words
I have many of these, but near the top of the list must be ‘strategic’. It seems to be a word that is often used to denote status.
So often I have coached people who have been told they need to ‘think more strategically’ by managers who were unable to explain exactly what they meant by ‘strategically’.
I was once asked by a new client if I could help her with her department’s objectives. She was in a great hurry. She needed to have them all up on the department web page by Friday morning and it was already Wednesday afternoon.
I asked her how she had come to be in this very tight spot. She told me it was because she had only just been given my number. That wasn’t really what I meant. You’ll love her job title: Director, Strategic Planning.
What’s Really Important
When I discussed the playing of the band with our Wolverine lookalike he did say that he too had found the piece played by Lucien and the pianist to be excellent. To me it was a sublime few minutes. It was so good I would have sat through Uri several times just to hear that.
I think we need to be careful when we are criticising others and giving our opinions. We need to check our motives and be careful of the words we use. It is so much easier to criticise others than to give effective and useful feedback (well, it is till you know how). It can also be damaging and often serves no honourable purpose.
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