The Crooner

13 05 2010

I know a man on the wrong side (as they say) of his sixties. He has many charming qualities, one being the fact that he’s something of a crooner. It takes little to set him off – from the turn of the shower taps to a soft romantic smile from his wife.

Crooning as a form of communication is of linguistic interest to me, perhaps because it’s as alien and un-me as life-on-Mars. This is advantageous, enabling me to approach it anthropologically.  As such, a ready platter of questions materialize –  like, what is the pattern of this behavior: when, where, how and under what circumstances does it occur? What social purpose does it fulfill? What conditions need to be in place for it to function successfully?

One day I asked this fellow about his crooning and discovered what in fact was self-evident. The fact that the lyrics he always turns to are those he associates with his teenage and young-adult years. Much the way others of us turn to Leonard Cohen or Rod Stewart or Bob Dylan or Cat Stevens or James Taylor (or insert your own preferences, here).  So, in the case of our crooner, Frank Sinatra, Perry Como, Cole Porter and a bevy of popular stage musicals feature prominently.

And as anyone will know who has a passing familiarity with the music of the fifties, sixties and seventies, these decades in part distinguish themselves from each other by the orientation of their lyrics. Can anyone ever imagine the wide-eyed, naïve, romantic lyrics of Doris Day’s Que Sera Sera being sung post-9/11?  Or in the  hardened 80s/90s, or in the socially conscious 60s/70s?

Two things emerge from my initial inquiry. One is that popular culture lyrics say something about the socio-cultural context that spawns them. Second, the music  one associates with one’s own reaching of adulthood, infused as it is with the context of its times, has the strongest tug on one’s nostalgia strings. This accounts for why our crooner is locked onto his decade.

Quite scarily, research reported in a current issue of The American Journal of Preventive Medicine (mentioned in the online ScienceDaily), links teenagers who prefer popular songs containing degrading sexual references with a high incidence of early sexual activity.

This is congruent with something else the crooner told me. That the popular lyrics of his times provided the informal means by which he as a young man (and supposedly, his generation) learned how to treat the opposite sex. When extrapolated to the present, that’s a pretty scary thought.

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8 responses

14 05 2010
Gary Birch

An interesting discussion about a phenomenon that has interested me for a long time.
A couple of other angles that are worth consideration:
1. the relationship between singing and happiness; do crooners sing in the shower because they are happy or are they happy because they sing in the shower? Probably both, but I favour the “singing as therapy” hypothesis.
2. Why in the shower? I think it’s the acoustics. We’re “looking for an echo” and bathrooms give us just enough feedback to feed our ever-hungry egos. “Karaoke without the electronics.”
3. The sophistication of the singers of the 50s, 60s, & 70s(?). They were mature performers and sang about adult issues and emotions. Most today are kiddies who can only give us a child’s take on experience. There are some exceptions but basically they are not the Messiah but only “naughty little boys (and girls)”

14 05 2010
ruthwajnryb

Gary, I like your chicken-or-egg take on it. Surely it’s one and the other: singing makes crooners happy, and being happy, they’re prone to crooning. Or, crooners croon because they know happiness flows therefrom. Whatever.

14 05 2010
Jim

What is it with the whistlers?

14 05 2010
ruthwajnryb

Jim, don’t know. There was a little postcard size notice about a few years ago that said: JOYFUL WHISTLING PERMITTED, which I thought v funny at the time.
I think whistling used to be something people did when they were happily at a loose end. Maybe people don’t whistle so much anymore because no one’s at a loose end anymore. Or, if they are, they’re not happy about it. We’re all suffering from time-poverty.
What do u think?

16 05 2010
Gary Birch

I think whistling & crooning serve the same purpose but in different contexts. You can’t whistle in the shower and most of us are reluctant (for fear of social disapproval) to sing as we walk down the street.

16 05 2010
ruthwajnryb

Why can’t one whistle in the shower? What makes the circumstance unconducive to whistling, but conducive to singing?

17 05 2010
Gary Birch

Probably has something to do with the right amount of moisture on the lips which permits whistling. Too little – no whistle; too much – no whistle. Singing isn’t so affected by such variables – or at least that is my experience. It may have something to do with shower-taking techniques, too.

16 05 2010
Kelly

I put it to the test. My son CAN whistle in the shower, but doesn’t. He does whistle around the house tho. I think he does it when he’s feeling relaxed. He also wants everyone else in the house to stop singing.




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