"Yesterday I was playing Beethoven's fifth, because I love that"
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It lands like a shrug, and that is the point. Joan Armatrading, a songwriter celebrated for emotional precision rather than theatrical overshare, offers a sentence that refuses to perform. “Yesterday” makes it casually domestic: not an anthem, not a brand statement, just a detail from a day. The disarming plainness is its quiet flex.
“Playing Beethoven’s fifth” does a lot of cultural work in five words. It signals musicianship and lineage without saying “I’m serious” or “I’m educated.” Beethoven’s Fifth is the most recognizable piece of classical music in the Western canon; name-dropping it can feel like peacocking. Armatrading punctures that risk with the bluntest motive possible: “because I love that.” No lofty talk of form, destiny, or “the struggle.” Just taste. Desire. A reminder that the canon survives not only through institutions but through private pleasure.
The subtext is an argument about permission. A Black British woman who made her name in rock and folk saying she was “playing Beethoven” quietly refuses the gatekeeping that still hovers around classical music: who gets to claim it, who gets to speak about it, how one is supposed to justify it. Her line normalizes cross-genre fluency as an everyday practice, not a press-release “influence.”
Intent-wise, it’s also a musician’s orientation toward craft. Beethoven’s Fifth isn’t merely something you listen to; it’s something you learn from. Love here sounds like curiosity with stamina: returning to the same material, not for cultural capital, but for the hit of recognition and the challenge underneath.
“Playing Beethoven’s fifth” does a lot of cultural work in five words. It signals musicianship and lineage without saying “I’m serious” or “I’m educated.” Beethoven’s Fifth is the most recognizable piece of classical music in the Western canon; name-dropping it can feel like peacocking. Armatrading punctures that risk with the bluntest motive possible: “because I love that.” No lofty talk of form, destiny, or “the struggle.” Just taste. Desire. A reminder that the canon survives not only through institutions but through private pleasure.
The subtext is an argument about permission. A Black British woman who made her name in rock and folk saying she was “playing Beethoven” quietly refuses the gatekeeping that still hovers around classical music: who gets to claim it, who gets to speak about it, how one is supposed to justify it. Her line normalizes cross-genre fluency as an everyday practice, not a press-release “influence.”
Intent-wise, it’s also a musician’s orientation toward craft. Beethoven’s Fifth isn’t merely something you listen to; it’s something you learn from. Love here sounds like curiosity with stamina: returning to the same material, not for cultural capital, but for the hit of recognition and the challenge underneath.
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