Anthropology Minor
We've
all
been told not to judge a book by its cover, but in the case of Geoffrey Gray's
A Cautious Silence: the politics of Australian
anthropology (Aboriginal Studies
Press, 2007), the cover design offers a somewhat more reliable insight into the
book's contents than its subtitle
does.After reading lengthy and
sometimes spirited debates in the online forums of the Australian
Anthropological Society, I was expecting this new monograph to similarly engage
with the roles that anthropologists are asked or employed to play in
contemporary affairs, be they land rights claims or debates over philosophies of
education. Gadfly or gofer, spectator or
pot-stirrer?The photograph on the
cover, though suggests the historical nature of this scholarly investigation
into the foundations of modern social anthropology in Australia. It depicts two
men in profile, facing one another with a considerable empty space between them.
To the left is the nearly naked, heavily cicatrised Aboriginal man; to the
right, shadowy, half out of the frame of the picture, and wearing what looks
remarkably like a pith helmet, is a figure identified on the verso of the title
page as A. P. Elkin. And it is indeed the shadowy, slightly off-stage presence
of Elkin that dominates the story told in this
book.I have to confess up front to my
disappointment. While I've always been aware of Elkin's stature in the field
(and I now appreciate even better than before the enormous power he wielded), I
have always found his work tedious to press through. Reading 150 pages of
Aboriginal Men of High
Degree (1945) seemed to require an
infinitely longer time and vastly greater effort than 600 pages of W. L.
Warner's A Black
Civilization (1937) and provided
much less in the way of insight. So once I got started in
A Cautious
Silence, I was probably ill-inclined to
appreciate it, despite what I did learn from its
pages.The first part of the book
examines the government's early attitude toward the utility of social
anthropology, and makes clear that its emergence from the realms of museums into
the halls of academe rested largely on the discipline's capacity to prove its
social utility. Whether it be in aid of controlling native populations in New
Guinea or providing labor to enterprises in the Australian northwest,
anthropology was valued and supported chiefly for its contributions to social
control mechanisms. Elkin's achievement was perhaps to understand and exploit
this desire on government's part in order to secure funding for research,
funding which otherwise often relied on international sources like the
Rockefeller Foundation.The central
section of the three that comprise A
Cautious Silence is the part that I found at
once the most fascinating and infuriating. It covers approximately two decades,
from the mid-1920s through the conclusion of the Second World War, a period when
Elkin's control over research seems to have been largely uncontested, at least
in the academic realm. His other contests, with a variety of political figures
including A. O. Neville, form much of the narrative thread of this
section.Each of the chapters in this
second part profiles one or more of the anthropologists who have truly written
the discipline's history in the decades following Spencer and Gillen. Here are
R. F. Fortune and J. H. P. Murray, who along with S. D. Porteus and Phyllis
Kaberry struggled to advance knowledge of tribal peoples in Western Australia at
the time when Neville was doing his level best to engineer those very people out
of existence.Later chapters present
sketches of Warner, Donald Thomson, Ursula McConnel, William Hart, W. E. H.
Stanner, Olive Pink, and Ronald and Catherine Berndt (and look how many women
feature in this story!) The fascination here stems from the opportunity to
encounter these pioneers as individuals and as personalities, rather than as the
authors of often revolutionary studies and staggering insights. The frustration
is that each of them exists to some degree only as a refracted element in
Elkin's story. And since Elkin's story is one of politics, both in government
and in academics, it is hardly an uplifting or inspirational story. Rather it
is one that, in this context, tends to diminish the inspiration that the work of
Thomson or Stanner typically induces. Similarly, the anti-German cast to the
Berndt's story--historically truthful as I'm sure it is--leaves a bad taste at
the conclusion of this second
section.The final chapters, comprising
Part 3, investigate the aftermath of the War and its effects on the
personalities involved with anthropological investigation and advocacy in
Aboriginal affairs. The story is no less dispiriting as Elkin attempts to
sabotage Mountford's American-sponsored expedition through Arnhem Land in 1948
and battles with Thomson and Charles Duguid over the establishment of the
Woomera Rocket Range and the exploration of the last untouched reserves of land
in Western Australia. Especially in the wake of the stories told in
Cleared Out
and Colliding
Worlds, these tales only succeed in
further tarnishing the portrait of Elkin that is presented. For me, the low
point comes with Elkin's insinuation that Duguid's well-founded concern for the
welfare and the fate of Aboriginal people in flight path of the rockets was just
so much Communist agitation, "Dr Duguid dressed in red" (p.
212).Another,
and
much happier, work to straddle the ground between history and anthropology in
Jill Stubington's Singing the Land: the power of performance in Aboriginal
life (Currency House, 2007). Based
on her research and painstaking documentation of music recorded primarily in the
period between 1960 and 1980, Stubington's work is an appreciation (in a very
old-fashioned sense, "to perceive the full force of") of the fundamentals of
Indigenous music across the continent. Although, happily, much of the music
Stubington refers to in this monograph is available from Aboriginal Studies Press, and
should be an essential complement to any reading, it is a measure of the book's
success that it informs and delights
unaccompanied.Singing the
Land is also a tripartite work, encompassing
"Living," "Witnesing," and "Examining" the Dreaming, and each section has its
particular delights. Also like A
Cautious Silence, its main focus spans two
decades of research, in this case the period from roughly 1960 to 1980. This
coincides with the time when much of the music Stubington worked on annotating
and transcribing was originally recorded. She also considers this a golden
period in research, when scholars like Trevor Jones and Alice Moyle first began
to approach the study of Indigenous music in its own right, and not simply as an
ancillary body of information to supplement studies of ritual, religion, or art.
Stubington posits that after 1980 a significant change occurred in the character
of music in many communities as modern technology spread and the influence of
rock 'n' roll, electric guitars, and recording studios affected the fundamental
character of music production in
communities."Living the Dreaming:
Music in Aboriginal Life" is both an elementary and a sophisticated introduction
to the basics of Indigenous Australian music. Stubington provides an
introduction to social organization, the place of music in ceremony, and the
concept of song cycles. Another chapter details the variety of musical
instruments that accompany the voice, which is in all cases the primary element
of Indigenous music. The most fascinating and illuminating chapter in this
first section focuses on "The Words of Songs" and explores different forms of
composition, the use of special vocabularies, and the way words, pitch,
instrumentation, and melody
combine.The final chapter in Part I,
"Listening to the Fire," is a plea for the importance of
listening
to Aboriginal music, and listening without preconceptions--or better, listening
to eradicate preconceptions. Scholars who have tackled this music have often
approached it with the only tools they can conceive of--notation, timbre, pitch,
melody, structure. The problem is that all of these concepts derive from long
Western traditions, and applying them to Indigenous music inevitably deforms the
experience and introduces alien and inappropriate habits of understanding. The
challenge is to hear the sounds for what they are before attempting an
analysis.In Part II, "Witnessing the
Dreaming," Stubington devotes four chapters to detailed studies of regional
variations in musical composition and performance. Two chapters are devoted to
Arnhem Land and elucidate the differences between Yolngu music in the Northeast,
and the variety of traditions that have spread across Central and Western Arnhem
Land and spilled over into the Kimberley. A third chapter examines music in
Central Australia, while the fourth quickly surveys the remainder of the
continent, including what can be gleaned from the southeast and Tasmania. Each
chapter is replete with detailed description of representative songs, providing
lyrics in the original language and in translation, notes on instrumentation and
performance, and references to commercially available recordings and films
wherein the music can he heard.The
final section, "Examining the Dreaming," at last brings the tools of Western
analysis into play for the musicologist. Stubington provides notations for many
of the songs that have been discussed in Part II, scoring vocal and percussion
parts in a manner that would allow a competent Western musician to approximate a
performance. Of course, as Stubington has been at pains to point out all along,
the subtleties of Indigenous vocalizations are not amenable to Western notation,
and the sounds and techniques of the didjeridu are likewise nearly impossible to
capture in a five-line musical staff (although she undertakes some clever
adaptations of the convention to represent, for example, "a voiced tone of
pharyngeal or guttural quality produced by the didjeridu
player").Despite her obvious affection
for the traditional music as captured on recordings in the middle years of the
twentieth century, Stubington never allows the reader to forget that this music,
like all musical traditions, is a living, changing art. The musical structures
and stratagems that she examines have passed into the repertoire of more
contemporary performers like Blekbala Mujik and the Warumpi Band. And I would
love to read Stubington's analysis of the sounds of a band like Nabarlek, who
are adapting whole songs from the Central Arnhem Land tradition to the
vocabulary of electric guitars and electronic keyboards and transforming the
sonic qualities of the didjeridu to the service of rock 'n' roll.
She defers this task, though to
others, like Peter Dunbar-Hall and Chris Gibson in their monograph
Deadly Songs, Deadly Places: contemporary Aboriginal music
in Australia (UNSW Press, 2004).
The latter, while a worthy examination of Indigenous rock styles, can not
compare to the grace and intelligence that Jill Stubington brings to
Singing the
Land. The single paragraph Stubington devotes
to the soundtrack of Wrong Side of the
Road (Ned Landers' 1981 film
featuring the bands Us Mob and No Fixed Address), analyzing the social ills that
give birth to musical protest ("Yet the music is for dancing," she notes, p.
234) and linking it back to ceremonies captured in early documentaries of
traditional life like The
House-Opening and
Waiting for
Harry makes me yearn for another, updated
exploration of the genres of Aboriginal music from her.
Posted: Sun - December
21, 2008 at 01:00 PM
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