Posted by:
ExMoBandB
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Date: December 08, 2014 10:27PM
Bunk.
I took organ lessons from three organists. The first was a paid organist for the local Lutheran church, and he was the one who gave me some really beautiful, intermediate lever music. I NEVER COPIED MUSIC. I always bought it from legitimate music stores. He told me which organ books to buy. The Bach, Handel, Beethoven, Chopin, Debussy were all original music, not adaptations. Most of them I had learned through piano lessons from a talented neighbor, then BYU, then University of Utah. I taught piano lessons, myself, for many years. I always declared my income to the US Government, which not all Mormon piano teachers do.
Never, did I have any problems with copyrights and legalities.
I was quite shy, and preferred to be in the background, accompanying the choir and others, and playing quiet (but beautiful, to me) classical preludes and postludes. Anyone who accuses musicians of "showing off" has 1) no appreciation for GOOD music and 2) no experience hearing really GOOD music. The Mormons, yet again, are missing another of the joys of life. Good music can move your very soul! (All kinds of good music, including jazz, and hard rock.)
I love classical music the best. It is the most fun to play. That's it. No ulterior motive, except to experience the pure joy of being in "flow." Hours would go by, while I was playing, and I'd look at the clock and it would say 3:00 am. "Flow" is a kind of exalted state of losing yourself in something you love. Losing yourself is probably the opposite of "showing off." The Mormon music never resonated with me. It was boring. I was not inspired. When the music died, I stopped playing.
It was about 1984-1985. I'm not sure of the date, but I am sure that it happened at the same time that the Sunday services were extended to three hours and all of the lessons--and the musical Primary programs--were correlated. The wards could no longer write their own presentations. The "RS Singing Mothers" vanished, along with the road shows and dance festivals and RS "cultural refinement" lessons. When the music died, I was pretty much gone, except for robotic "fulfillment" (Right!) of my callings. I felt like taping the repetitive Mormon dirges, and giving one of those 80's boom-boxes to the choristers. "Push 'play' when you want music, and 'stop' when you're done."