Polemical Preface to ValentineÕs Day Program

 

Some radio listeners may be wondering (and probably have wondered from the very beginnings of my ÒTower of SongÓ music program) why the GS presents and persists, year after year, in the celebrations of ValentineÕs-Day ÒloveÓ (which to many is a overly sentimental and saccharine commercialized one), when it has of late been under attack in a slew of publications—and their authors on tv and radio—, amounting to anti-ValentineÕs Day  (from multiple perspectives, the sociological to the psychological) recoil against this annual day for American romantic lovers.

 

So it looks like an increasing number of authorities have big problems with ValentineÕs Day, pointing out the uncritical, commercially-constructed, attitudes and what it represents. (Indeed, there are not just a few of these naysayers who would like to massacre and do away altogether with St. ValentineÕs Day!) And, because of this, there are now more Americans than ever who are ÒcynicalÓ (and bolstered by the bad press)—not just about ValentineÕs Day, but about the reality of love itself—Òromantic love,Ó that is. ItÕs like, if youÕre a ÒsophisticatedÓ individual, ÒcynicismÓ about this kind of love—the Òhearts-and flowersÓ kind— is the order of the day, when it doesnÕt match the reality of peopleÕs relationships, especially when theyÕve experienced disillusionment and great pain because of Òlove.Ó  (And, as the personal biography of one current influential author of an article against ValentineÕs Day, indicates, only an individual so jilted in romantic love could be Òthe great cynicÓ!) Especially so in these troubled times. I mean, itÕs like people feel the world is going to hell in a hand-basket and people who are Òin loveÓ want and expect from their lovers on ValentineÕs Day flowers and chocolates to carry in that same basket! As the singer-songwriter the GS pays most homage to would say:

 

Everybody got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

 

Everybody talking to their pockets

Everybody wants a box of chocolates

And a long stem rose

Everybody knows É

 

Thus, to answer (when I present Òmusical essays in Argument & SongÓ for ValentineÕs Day) those who might otherwise Òstay tuned,Ó to justify the time and energy of those listeners, who might be a bit cynical about ValentineÕs Day and wondering why the GS persists in singling it out as a day worthy of  radio air time (and, given this above admission to the cynics, now double-wondering how he could nevertheless especially use Leonard ÒAinÕt No Cure For LoveÓ Cohen for his questionable purposes), he will put forth an argument  to try and explain/justify his incurably hopeless-romantic practices on radio.  (The GS should point out before preceding that he has already engaged in this to some extent in the ÒIntroductionÓ for these musical essays read on radio, but time would not have permitted a sustained and more in-depth exposition. Thus this polemical ÒPreface,Ó which, btw, can be filed under the song by Van Morrison: ÒWhy, Why, Why Must I Always Explain?Ó)

 

As I look out at the cultural landscape of Òlove in the [modern] Western world,Ó I think, at the risk of oversimplifying, you could identify two main attitudes (or mind-sets) regarding Òromantic loveÓ—two diametrically opposed viewpoints/memes. The problem is that since the beginning of the Christian era the Western world has been torn by an ontological dichotomy between Òsacred and profane love.Ó

 

The first (and much older one) is, of course, that which comes from the Western, Judeo-Christian tradition: of the two forms of love (agape and eros), the love of ÒGodÓ is the normalizing and ÒhigherÓ love in the world, and sexual love is a lower, even base, form of love, which tends to lead the heart away from the Òlove of GodÓ because of passion or lust. In order to carry out the agenda of GodÕs love, the theologians argued, this ÒpassionÓ between people must be (to use a Freudian term) ÒsublimatedÓ to higher purposes than just satisfying our ÒanimalÓ nature.

 

The second (and relatively recent in the history of Western civilization), more Òenlightened,Ó view (from at least D.H. Lawrence all the way to E.L. James) is: sexual, or ÒeroticÓ love, is ÒliberatingÓ (from culturally-induced bodily repression) and thus (a) good in itself, (b) worth pursuing as an end in itself, and (most extremely) (c) the only ÒloveÓ there is. (In other words, to put it bluntly, itÕs all about sex, and any idealized love is a morally anxious fig leaf covering the genitals, and consequently—as the logic goes—, if humans could live in a paradise free from cultural sublimation, all theyÕd want to do is fuck forever!)

 

Okay, IÕm being a bit facetious in order to make a different case. (Actually, thereÕs a serious point to be made here! Some radical writers on this topic—William Blake being one of the earliest—have argued that sexuality expanded could give a transcendent experience and lead humankind back to paradise.) This entails rejecting both these opposing points of view at their extremes and offering an alternative, or third meme, if you will, concerning proverbial theme of Òlove in the Western worldÓ when I offer my ValentineÕs Day program. What I mean to say here (and say at least musically during the program)—my alternative argument—is that thereÕs a deeper (psycho-historical) meaning to ValentineÕs Day. (If, that is, we research deeper into its historical background, engendered by the human erotic imagination, before it became the superficial loverÕs holiday it is today under that name, and trace it back to its inspiring, literary sources. And it is this I have attempted to do with my musical essays.)

 

However, before this will begin to make any sense when it comes to developing an alternative perspective on Òlove in the Western worldÓ—and this is the key to the subject to my argument here—we must divest ourselves of our contemporary (Christianized, not pagan) notion of what the ÒeroticÓ stands for and nakedly open ourselves to see it in a different light, since Òeroticism,Ó as contemporary people understand the term, has been epistemologically truncated to identify exclusively with the psycho-physical realm of genital sex (at least since the Victorian-Christian age of the discovery of ancient Òerotic artifacts,Ó which were anxiously dispatched to Western Òsecret museumsÓ away from the pornographic gaze of the general public).

 

The classical understanding of the entire realm of the ÒeroticÓ and Òerotic loveÓ between two people is epitomized by Socrates and Plato, who put in it in a ÒphilosophicalÓ—and metaphysical—context, having to do with the nature of the psyche/soul. (The same philosophers, by the way, who gave us the myth of Òsoul matesÓ.) This special type of ÒloveÓ was recognized to be under the auspices of the Ògod of love,Ó Eros (and thus the myth of Eros and Psyche).  The image of Eros as Cupid, the chubby little angel-babe that flutters on our ValentineÕs Day cards is a caricature of the original god of love as depicted in early Greek poetry and art; i.e., a beautiful young man who embodied divine sexual power. (And let us remember about Eros, Òthe god of love,Ó that he was the constant companion of Aphrodite, Òthe goddess of beauty.Ó So much for the truncated modern notion of the ÒeroticÓ dimension!) [i]

 

After centuries of diminishment of the pagan concept of the ÒeroticÓ at the hands of Christian theologians and apologists, who were promoting agape, the idea of the ÒeroticÓ (the love of Eros) suffered a historical suppression and was incompatible with religiosity (it was heavenly love vs. earthy love). This antagonistic epistemological situation began to change in the European eleventh and twelfth centuries, when (with the help of the Latin literary tradition of studying and knowing the work of the Roman classical writers and poets, from Cicero to Ovid (The Art of Love), who kept the suppressed erotic tradition alive and served as literary role models, and also with the help of Muslim scribes preserving and translating the Greco-Roman texts during the ÒDark AgesÓ) educated Latinate Europeans started to revive the what has been called Òthe tradition of erosÓ (the most famous of such are the Òlove lettersÓ of the Parisian twelfth-century scholastic lovers Abelard and Heloise, who I also have done musical essays on for this tradition).

 

Thus today, to make a long and complicated story (which I take up in my musical essays on the Troubadours) short, it is proverbially said that Òthe French invented loveÓ when the topic of romantic love comes around. (And rooms full of scholars and other experts on love gather at conferences to discuss ÒThe Art of Sex and Seduction.Ó See Susannah Hunnewell, ÒThe Habits of Highly Erotic People,Ó The Paris Review, 2/6/14.  But, as I shall make clear shortly, for my money IÕd much prefer to attend one of Eleanor of AquitaineÕs and Marie de ChampagneÕs wild twelfth-century Òcourts of love,Ó where a lively discussion of the Òart of love,Ó guidance on the Òrules of love,Ó and advice for the lovelorn was on the agenda! And I would point out here that, while there have been troubadours who expressed ÒcynicismÓ now and then, they nonetheless went contrary to modern romantic expectations—the more jilted by their lovers, the more adamant they became in poetry/song about the great passions of fin amor! Indeed, they made an art-form out of romantic misery and suffering—singing praises to ÒloveÕs wound!Ó Sound familiar on the music scene in our time? ThereÕs a good reason for this!—and so the GSÕs programs on the Troubadours by way of using todayÕs singer-songwriters, especially L. C.)

 

That said, about the French inventing love, whatÕs important for me is to ask (a) just ÒwhoÓ were these French inventors, (b) ÒwhenÓ did they ÒinventÓ it, (c) what kind of ÒloveÓ did they have in mind, and (d) what form did the Òerotic traditionÓ take in the Western world after them?

 

As anyone who has listened to the GSÕs past annual musical essays, entitled ÒThe Troubadours & The BelovedÓ (which were typically kicked off with ValentineÕs Day), is aware, the answer is: (a) the southern (Langue dÕoc) French poet-singers, the troubadours, (b) the twelfth century, (c) they had something they called finÕ amor (Òrefined loveÓ) in mind, and (d) it was the pan-European tradition of modern poetry. (This love poetry was propagated single-handedly Dante, the Italian poet responsible for carrying the French troubadour legacy forward, through his Vita Nuova, from the thirteenth century to the Renaissance with Petrarch. This is the poet of the Italian cult of love—the fedeli dÕamore—, who also had in mind this Òlove,Ó when, in his heavenly quest for the lost Beloved, as depicted in his Divine Comedy, he declared: ÒLove that discourses in my mind. / I am the one who, when Love inspires me, takes note, and goes setting it forth after the fashion which he dictates within me.Ó)

 

Therefore, the GS wants to re-vision Òromantic loveÓ through the Òtradition of eros,Ó reclaiming Òerotic loveÓ in the Western world as a crypto-religious phenomenon.

 

The key here is a new understanding of Òthe eroticÓ as a unique dimension of love that transcends dominant either/or definitions and memes of love (i.e., the exclusively heavenly as opposed to the exclusively earthly, or the spiritual as opposed to the sensual). And this is why I go back to the twelfth-century troubadours in my musical essay about ValentineÕs Day. They were the first Western poet-singers to invent a Òlove,Ó though illicit (oftentimes ÒadulterousÓ and outside the sacramental marriage), that wasnÕt just an ÒidealizedÓ love cut off from human passion or, on the other hand, purely a ÒphysicalÓ love, but alternatively a ÒloveÓ (finÕ amor) that embraced both at once and created a third kind—one that led to mystical vision and the highest human attainment (and which, as depicted in the romance narratives of the medieval period, issued in a spiritual quest for the ÒBelovedÓ). This amor was at once sexual and mystical (and presented in ways that were deeply ambiguous). In other words, a ÒloveÓ which was eroto-mystical in a profound dialectical sense. Thus, Òcourtly loveÓ (cortezia, cortez amors, or amour courtois) was only seemingly contradictory, and instead encompassed both sexual desire and spiritual aspiration. As one modern authority puts it Òa love at once illicit and morally elevating, passionate and self-disciplined, humiliating and exalting, human and transcendent.Ó This is what the GS means when he argues for identifying the ÒloveÓ of the troubadours as Òeroto-mystical.Ó

 

This goes against the hermeneutical fashion in the Anglo-American academy when dealing with the texts of the French romance tradition, which is to reduce all so-called ÒidealizationÓ to a displaced sexual conquest. (I remember a literary course I took as an undergrad from two French post-structuralists, who epitomized this. We were studying the seminal text of the troubadour era, The Romance of the Rose, a thirteenth-century Òcourtly loveÓ poem on the Òart of loveÓ styled as an allegorical dream-vision authored by two separate poets. Of course, our esteemed professors of medieval French literature, pointed to the second poetÕs, Jean de MeunÕs, provocative verse about how he longed to Òpluck the roseÓ (the beloved was named Rosebud) to prove that Òwell, itÕs obvious—nudge, nudge, wink, wink—what he meant!Ó (I wish you could have seen the look on their faces when I raised my hand and asked: ÒWhat about the claim of no less the great Albertus Magnus, who interpreted the roman as a hermetic allegory of the Alchemical process?Ó)

 

In any case, up until very recently in Anglo-American scholarship, medievalists were divided in one or the other of two camps; those who argued that the troubadours invented and practiced a ÒloveÓ that was chaste (idealized, never consummated), or those who, on the contrary, argued that, despite the fine poetic rhetoric, it was all about sexual seduction. (And there has recently been a further development of the second: this Òart of loveÓ was indeed the art of sexual seduction—mainly due to the influence of chaplain CapellanusÕ twelfth-century The Art of Courtly Love—, but Òcourtly loveÓ was never really practiced in the real world. It was merely an elite ÒgameÓ in the courts of Eleanor of Aquitaine and her daughter Marie de Champagne. Btw, this has been, imo, successfully challenged: these critics are mistakenly centuries too late, when these twelfth-century Òcourts of loveÓ had degenerated to the romantic Òparlor gamesÓ of later courts.) It is the second camp that seems to have won the day in our time. (For a brief survey of the contending academic theories of Òcourtly love,Ó see the GSÕs companion text, ÒPolemical Background for Troubadour & Courtly Love Theories.Ó For a contemporary example of the second camp viewpoint at its best, see again Hunnewell citing former professor of French literature at Yale, Catherine Cusset, discussing ÒThe Art of Sex and Seduction.Ó) The fact is that this French kind of postmodern interpretation of the medieval roman—and thus, by extension, Òromantic loveÓ—fits quite nicely with our contemporary and popular sex-in-the-city and fifty-shades-of-grey romances.

 

Therefore, it is to sidestep and undermine both these normative interpretations of Òerotic loveÓ and to defy both the moralists and the realists/cynics that the GS—romantic dreamer that he is—would dare to kick off his discussion of the troubadours and their invention of amor on ValentineÕs Day. (ÒOh, the dreamers ride against the men of action. / Ah, see the men of action falling back!Ó –L. Cohen)    

 

Now, to get the crux of my argument concerning the new conception of the ÒeroticÓ and its ontological status for an alternative theory of Òlove in the Western world,Ó let me cite a couple of the GSÕs mentoring professors who have dissented from todayÕs dominant view about the Òerotic,Ó in order to prepare listeners with some epistemological groundwork that underlies my discussion of Òromantic loveÓ in these musical essays.

 

My first academic mentor pointed out (from a psycho-historical perspective) that we could be in for a revival of the eros tradition. He cites for evidence even that great reductionist Freud, who could yet (in this classic text of Òsublimation,Ó Civilization and Its Discontents) envision the eros-principle coming back in our age:

 

Men have brought their powers of subduing the forces of nature to such a pitch that by using them they could now very easily exterminate one another to the last man. They know this – hence arises a great part of their current unrest, their dejection, their mood of apprehension. [cf. ÒEverybodyÕs got this broken feelinÕ / like their father or their dog just died.Ó] And now it may be expected that the other of the two Òheavenly forces,Ó the eternal Eros, will put forth his strength so as to maintain himself along side of his equally immortal adversary [Thanatos, death].

 

He comments on this passage: ÒWhat the world needs, of course, is a little more Eros and less strife É. I little more Eros would make conscious the unconscious harmony between ÔdialecticalÕ dreamers of all kinds — psychoanalysts, political idealists, mystics, poets, philosophers – and abate the sterile and ignorant polemics É.Ó

 

My second academic mentor has provided me with a superb definition of the revised concept of the ÒeroticÓ that brought everything I had intuited about the troubadours and their ambiguous intermingling of sexual and mystical love into a profoundly clarifying focus:

 

By Òthe eroticÓ I refer to that specifically dialectical manifestation of the mystical and the sexual that appears in any number of traditions through a range of textual and metaphorical strategies which collapse, often altogether, the supposed separation of the spiritual and the sexual. Intend by Òthe eroticÓ a radical dialecticism between human sexuality and the possible ontological ground(s) of mystical experience. I thus use the category not as a reductive category to explain away mystico-erotic experience as a simple sexual displacement al la Freud, but as a respectful, ultimately hopeful, way of insisting on both the sexual rootedness of mystico-erotic events É and the possible ontic source(s) of those same remarkable experiences.

 

Therefore, one could say that the GSÕs musical essays about so-called Òcourtly loveÓ are (a) a recognition that there was a Òtwelfth-century RenaissanceÓ wherein the troubadours, through a mystico-erotic (or a eroto-mystical) sense of love (fin amor), participated in a revival of the eros tradition (Òa rebirth of erosÓ) for Latin Europe, (b) that they furthermore revision these poet-singers and mystics as Òdialectical dreamersÓ because of their intermingling of sexual and spiritual love, and that (c) they argue for a ceiling of Òromantic loveÓ that locates its fulfillment in a ÒreligiousÓ dimension, which does not negate its floor in the sexual, —Òthe (secular) religion of love.Ó

 

 



[i]  The god Eros (ÒdesireÓ) appears in ancient Greek sources under several different guises. In the earliest sources (the cosmogonies, the earliest philosophers, and texts referring to the mystery religions), he is one of the primordial gods involved in the coming into being of the cosmos.

 

According to the poet Hesiod (c. 700 BC), one of the most ancient of all Greek sources, Eros (the god of love) was the fourth god to come into existence, coming after Chaos, Gaia (the Earth), and Tartarus (the Abyss or the Underworld). Hesiod first represents him as a primordial deity who emerges self-born at the beginning of time to spur procreation. Thus this Eros was one of the fundamental causes in the formation of the world, inasmuch as he was the uniting power of love, which brought order and harmony among the conflicting elements of which Chaos consisted. In the same metaphysical sense he is conceived by Aristotle and similarly in Orphic poetry he is described as the first of the gods, who sprang from the world's egg. In Plato's Symposium he is likewise called the oldest of the gods. It is quite in accordance with the notion of the cosmogonic Eros, that he is described as a son of Cronos and Ge, or as a god who had no parentage and came into existence by himself.

 

Thus the myths connected with these traditions make him a primordial god. However, in later sources he is the son of Aphrodite (to whom he was a constant companion) and Ares, and was one of the winged love gods, Erotes. His mischievous interventions in the affairs of gods and mortals cause bonds of love to form, often illicitly. Ultimately, in the later satirical poets, he is represented as a blindfolded child, the precursor to the chubby Renaissance Cupid, whereas in early Greek poetry and art, Eros was depicted as an adult male who embodies sexual power, and a profound artist. Eros was also associated with athleticism, with statues erected in gymnasia, and was often regarded as the protector of homosexual love between men.

 

Eventually, Eros was multiplied by ancient poets and artists into a host of Erotes (Roman Cupides. This was the Roman name for Eros). The singular Eros, however, remained distinct in myth. It was he who lit the flame of love in the hearts of the gods and men, armed with either a bow and arrows or a flaming torch.

 

Although there are many myths about Eros, the most famous is the story of Eros and Psyche (This has a longstanding tradition as a folktale of the ancient Greco-Roman world long before it was committed to literature in Apuleius' Latin novel, The Golden Ass.