So is Sorabji and Finnissy art or noise? Is it supposed to be enjoyed and is it enlightening and satisfying, or does it remain a suspect irritant and crafted by a pretender to provoke and annoy? If it is "aleatoric" and random, why bother to write the notes at all? Just play random notes. I can do it.
There are three issues here.
Even if one assumes for the purpose of this discussion that (musical) "art" and "noise" are - or are generally reckoned to be - mutually exclusive, the question as to whether or not Sorabji and Finnissy is "supposed to be enjoyed" and "enlightening and satisfying" will inevitably elicit different answers from different listeners; some will say that it is neither of those things, some that it probably is one or both of those things but does not register with them and others will simply answer in the affirmative. We all react differently to all stimuli, not just musical ones, so the fact that we'll all have different takes on Sorabji and Finnissy, or Haydn and Mozart, or Boulez and Barraqué, or Ockeghem and Tallis is par for the course, as indeed it should be and always has been and will be.
Whether or not Sorabji's and Finnissy's work is - and is intended to be - "a suspect irritant and crafted by a pretender to provoke and annoy" is quite another question that is far more loaded than the first to the extent that it presupposes the risk of a wilfully negative and destructive attitude on the part of the composers that merely asking the question cannot and does not justify. Why would or might this be the case in the first place? In other words, why would Sorabji and Finnissy be motivated to choose to seize upon the act of musical composition in the hope of achieving such ends? In Sorabji's case, such a notion would seem especially fatuous in the light of his having done nothing to encourage performances of his music for almost half of his life, with the inevitable outcome that no one was either irritated or enlightened, provoked or satisfied or indeed given enjoyment or annoyance by any of it!
You write "If it is "aleatoric" and random, why bother to write the notes at all?" but, since it isn't, the question does not apply! Rather than simply accepting my word for that, however, why not have a look, for example, at the scores of Sorabji's
Gulistan and Piano Sonata No. 4 and then listen to recordings of them respectively by Charles Hopkins and Jonathan Powell (or even both works played by Powell if you prefer - all splendid performances) while you follow with those scores and then decide for yourself and tell us here if you really still believe that thes works are inherently "aleatoric" and that the correct notes as written by the composer are therefore not of especial importance. Both pianists have stressed the vital importance of playing what Sorabji wrote; might you therefore allow for the possibility that they each knew what they were talking about?
Is Jackson Pollock (and many many more) a real artist or a pretender who stimulates critics to analyze and sift it endlessly as to how "arty" it is according to their lineup of art criteria, to hell with anyone actually enjoying it? Flat versus perspective. Read ArtForum for endless writing on the subject. Is "art" supposed to be enjoyed? Who knows? Yes, I know of the breaking of the rules of the establishment and the sacrosanct salons' rules and correctness. Who really cares?
Again, it is unreasonable to expect the same answer to your question about Pollock from everyone. To begin with (and this applies also to Sorabji and Finnissy equally), how could you expect identical responses from those who have and those who have not experienced the work previously? Familiarity or otherwise are not of themselves actual judgemental criteria, of course, but they nevertheless remain factors that influence responses - indeed, it could hardly be otherwise - and, since we all have to experience everything for the first time, our own individual reactions, both positive and negative, will often be different first time around to what they are tenth time around.
James Joyce? Does anyone *really* enjoy his stuff or do they read it just to keep up? I did, just to say I did. (The Bible and the Koran are at the opposite end -- nonsense "holy" drivel supposed to impress).
I rather suspect that you would not believe anyone who answered this question affirmatively because you have already permitted yourself to become predisposed to a presumed inevitability of the opposite answer; that, however, is not only your prerogative but also your problem in that it detracts from rather than enhances your argument.
So is Finnissy a really impressive genius or some kind of pretender?
In noting with passing interest that Sorabji seems now to have been tacitly exculpated here(!), I can answer only that you must decide for yourself if so you choose but, in so doing, you should at least try to inform yourself as best you can by considering the available evidence - the scores, the recordings, the performers' work, the critics' and others' views and the rest; as in court cases, the most appropriate judgement can be reached only after due consideration of all available evidence.
Whose word can I take that any performance is accurate?
Your own, if you can read a score well enough (and you don't have to feel able to do this first time around in all cases either, since we obviously don't all have the ears of Boulez and the sight-performing ability of Ogdon).
Is the world full of honesty or is there a lot of BS around?
Yes! (to both, of course)...
One of the problems with the kids of issue raised here is that declaring that the work of Sorabji, Finnissy or whomsoever simply doesn't register with one or that one does not enjoy listening to some or any of it is an entirely different matter from damning such work as "crap", turd" and so on, because the former concerns issues of personal tastes - likes, dislikes and the rest - whereas the latter is mere insult that conveys nothing to anyone in the form of credible and understandable value judgement; if certain works are to be condemned in a public arena, they and their composers deserve at the very least some kind of well-thought-out explanatory justification for the negative assertions of those doing the condemning rather than mere statements that they are "crap" or whatever.
Best,
Alistair