Extracted from "Harry Partch's World" By Preston Wright, American Public Media, February 2003.

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It's the last gasp of the Old West at the turn of the 20th century. Three children play among the rocks near the Arizona, Mexico, and California border. The youngest, Harry, likes to order musical instruments from the "Monkey-Ward" catalog and read of the adventures of Ancient Greece. Mom sings him Chinese lullabies and Christian hymns. The nearest town, Benson, has 300 people and 40 taverns, the better to entertain the railway workers. Harry makes pocket money delivering toothpaste and curlers to the sex workers. Yaqui Indian songs can be heard from afar at night, mixed in with melancholy steam-engine whistles from miles away.?

"What better ingredients for creating a composer, dishwasher, proofreader, hobo, fruit picker, sailor, microtonal theorist, instrument builder, writer, visual artist, satirist, philosopher, flunky, musicologist, copy editor, man of letters, publisher, iconoclast, record producer, eccentric, teacher...?"

His teenage years barely over, he finds himself in Los Angeles, proofreading for the LA Times and encountering conventions of music far different from what he knew. He lies on the beach in Hawaii trying to write fugues; he practices Chopin until he gets sick; and he goes to the first Hollywood Bowl symphony concerts. None of it makes sense.

With his sing-song voice he declaims the poetry of the Bible, Shakespeare, and Li Po, finding that the slight melodic inflections of his voice cannot be found among the tones of the piano. He's always in the cracks.

The public library became his best friend. One day he finds a big German book full of numbers and diagrams. Herman Helmholtz had written all about the history of tuning systems, harmony, and consonance/dissonance. The 12 equal steps of the piano were but a momentary aberration in the scale of things... No one had mentioned Pythagoras or Rameau during music classes; indeed no one had mentioned there was ever a problem. The keyboard was simply a God-given fact.

Now Harry had a mission: set the world right for the speech-music connection, even if it meant making instruments differently.

Taking the neck of a cello and attaching it to a viola, he began a 40-year journey into carpentry, instrument building

By 1969, the year he recorded "Delusion of the Fury," Partch had designed 27 new instruments, all to be played on stage in a spatial ritual theater. These instruments were made to be beautiful in sound, vision, and magical purpose. They were tuned according to the natural overtone series (Just Intonation) which sounds different from the piano tuning our ears have grown accustomed to. Some, like the Chromelodeon, had as many as 43 tones in a single "octave." But more than this, he designed the instruments to be "corporeal." To Partch, corporeal meant to involve the whole body—the whole person—in the art. He hated the way performing-art forms had been separated by "the curse of specialization:" a musician is only a musician, a dancer only a dancer. He wanted his performers to do it all, even play basketball during a performance (The Bewitched), or to strip half-naked, "and I don't care which half." He once said that he wanted the player of his Marimba Eroica to look like the chariot races in Ben Hur with the kind of active athleticism that orchestra musicians don't have.

Partch would suggest that you at least take your socks off, whistle mysteriously, attach your mask firmly, throw a bindle over your shoulder, cast your eyes to the gods, and thumb for a ride as you "rape and caress these instruments." Your life and humanity depend on it.

Extracted from "Harry Partch's World" By Preston Wright, American Public Media

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Partch as an instrument maker

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The instruments

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Harry Partch

A BBC Documentary shown here in 6 x 10 minute parts

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