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1Z§‘%@F THE cones 5113 identiï¬Åcation is unnecessary since the gongs belonging to the various villages are distinguished by their differences in volume, quality, and pitch. To an untrained ear such differences are not easily discernable and the great variety of rhythms-—ma.ny of which are very cornplex—are not easily remembered or dis- entangled. Even Deacon, who knew not a little about music, had considerable diï¬Åiculty in learning a few of the simpler gong-beats. In an early letter he writes : " I much regret not having a phonograph or rhythmograph . . . It will be difficult to make an accurate record of the rhythms of what appears to bea gong-language, without something of the nature of a rhythmo- graph. A native gets tired before you can get the rhythm learnt sufficiently well to be able to record it." And later he noted : "I have recorded a number of locality gong-rhythms, but am not satisï¬Åed with the notation. Moreover, quite often, what appears to me to be the same rhythm is said not to be, and, on the other hand, I detect variations in rhythms which are said to be the same. It appears to be a question of the direction in which European and Melanesian musical sensibility has developed.â€ù Undoubtedly to the average adult male Malekulan the tran- slating of these gong messages presents little or no difficulty, and though the services of certain specialists are sometimes engaged on great ceremonial occasions to perform the marvellously complex and intricate rhythms required for certain dances, every man is able to beat out such signals as are used in everyday life. It is noteworthy that independent witnesses gave the same gong~ beat for the parent villages of the same clans, even when they had no kinsfolk or relatives by marriage who belonged to these clans. This goes to prove that a knowledge of the characteristic gong-beats is widely disseminated and that the system of gong- signalling is in more or less constant use. Often when men are sitting together in the evening talking, recounting tales of former ï¬Åghts, telling the legends of the Ambat, a distant gong will be heard BEATING. The older people present will tell a young man to go out to some open spot and listen to what the gongs are saying. Perhaps it is a village announcing the killing of a pig, or perhaps it is a war signal which is being relayed, or the young man may ï¬Ånd that it is the signal for someone of his own village to go on the following day to the village whose gongs are speaking.