What if we weren’t told what to listen to?


What happens when Joshua Bell, one of the world’s finest violinists, sets up shop in a Washington metro station? Er, not a lot:






A woman threw in a buck and scooted off. It was not until six minutes into the performance that someone actually stood against a wall, and listened.

You can watch some of the responses on video embedded in a thought-provoking article about the pace of daily life and how we respond to beauty:

“It was a strange feeling, that people were actually, ah . . .” The word doesn’t come easily. “. . . ignoring me.”

Bell is laughing. It’s at himself.

“At a music hall, I’ll get upset if someone coughs or if someone’s cell phone goes off. But here, my expectations quickly diminished. I started to appreciate any acknowledgment, even a slight glance up. I was oddly grateful when someone threw in a dollar instead of change.” This is from a man whose talents can command $1,000 a minute.

Leonard Slatkin, the conductor, had made his own prediction about what would happen. He was way off the mark:

I don’t think that if he’s really good, he’s going to go unnoticed. He’d get a larger audience in Europe . . . but, okay, out of 1,000 people, my guess is there might be 35 or 40 who will recognize the quality for what it is. Maybe 75 to 100 will stop and spend some time listening.”

Some people, in fact, didn’t even hear a note:

…Myint works for the General Services Administration. He got to the top of the escalator, turned right and headed out a door to the street. A few hours later, he had no memory that there had been a musician anywhere in sight.

“Where was he, in relation to me?”

“About four feet away.”


There’s nothing wrong with Myint’s hearing. He had buds in his ear. He was listening to his iPod.

Would I have stopped to listen? I’m not sure. If it had been outside, then yes, I would definitely have paused. But in the concourse itself I might easily have been put off by all the background noise. Violins and trains aren’t a perfect match, after all.

Source: http://clivedavis.blogs.com/clive/music/index.html

How much of our response to art and beauty is based on a natural resonance to aesthetics (the intrinsic values of First Order Intelligence) and how much is based on being programmed by the stories of what is ‘good art’ or ‘beauty’ (Second Order Intelligence))? What if that natural resonance gets replaced with mediocre programming?
If you were one of the passers-by and heard Joshua Bell disguised as a ‘street musician’ might your ears have communicated that there was great music to stop and attend to? Or might your programming have communicated to you that it was only a ‘street musicians,’ someone not worth listening to?