For anyone who came of age in the era before computers (although after the quill), work had an unmistakable sound: the clickety-clack of a typewriter. It was ubiquitous — an audio clue to those within earshot that someone was busy transmitting thoughts to paper and indelible ink.
The taps and tones produced a tangible product that had the potential to last.
In our increasingly technological and digital era, the sound of mechanical instruments is becoming more and more rare — film projectors, rotary phones, even car engines. And yes, of course, typewriters. For younger generations, work sounds more like the whir of a computer fan, perhaps muffled by noise-canceling headphones.
There are a lot of advantages to our modern world. It is wonderful to use word-processing programs that allow for easy editing, sharing, and spell checking. But something also is being lost.
Perhaps it is so easy to change our thoughts that we don’t stop to think as much before we write, or speak. And as more and more work becomes remote, embodied on our screens, the comfortable syncopation of typewriters emanating from offices is a reality that younger generations will never experience.
There’s no going back, but that doesn’t mean we can’t remember.
So today in our “A Reason to Smile,” we share an unusual piece of music. It is a little silly and certainly whimsical. We found it also to offer a small bit of joy. And a trip down memory lane.
It was written by the American composer Leroy Anderson in 1950 and premiered with the Boston Pops three years later. In “The Typewriter,” the star instrument is indeed a typewriter, which serves a percussive role. The sounds are instantly memorable for those of a certain age, but one wonders what the younger children in the audience of this performance by the Iceland Symphony Orchestra are thinking.
At least they seem to be smiling. And so are we.
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This is WONDERFUL! Thank you, Mr. Rather. Smiling indeed!
Thanks, Dan! I am one of those folks of a certain age. Learned to type on a manual typewriter and was actually a bit flummoxed when I encountered an IBM Selectric the first time. When I got my first iPhone, I left the keyboard sound on. My kids objected though and now my typing is silent. Miss that reassuring click that lets me know I’ve touched the key and recorded the letter.