There's usually a reason why a work fell into obscurity.
That's not always true. Much of the Baroque and earlier slipped into obscurity as Classical music was dominated by the big orchestral music of Beethoven and later. When I first began to seriously explore and collect Classical music, the Water Music, Royal Fireworks Music, and Messiah were about all that could be easily found by Handel, and Vivaldi was almost limited to the Four Seasons.
And there lies the problem. If I don't spend some time trying out obscure composers or works, I'll miss out on some great stuff, but if I spend too much time exploring, I'll never get to fully appreciate some of the well known bits. So much music, so little time.
I recently completed my project of listening through all of Beethoven's numbered opuses (well, with the exception of
Fidelio, for the moment, but I did once listen to it in my teens). There are quite a number of potboilers there that are today rightly largely ignored, but also much that I really want to get more deeply into. And I definitely want to expand my exploration of Mozart and Haydn. And Schubert, and Schumann, and Brahms and Dvorak, and....
My tastes in the Arts range from High to Low. I enjoy comic books, superhero movies, pulp fiction paintings...
We both grew up on comics, I think. Remains among my favorite art.
Thus far, the "difficult literature" that rewarded me the most for taking the considerable effort needed to understand it, have been, surprise, surprise, my university textbooks!
I can't say this has ever been true for me. I can easily imagine never wanting to read another textbook on the latest educational theories.
Yeah, but that stuff often isn't "difficult literature." It's obscurantist nonsense. You have my sympathy: I tried to do a postgrad diploma in education once, and got a few months in before I simply couldn't stand it anymore. Here's how I know it's mostly nonsense: the lecturers are supposed to be the experts at presenting material. That is after all the whole point of there being a qualification in education at all. So you'd expect the presentation of the material to be the best you have ever encountered.
Alas, alas: their presentation was the very worst I have ever experienced. Couldn't make head or tails of what they were on about, never got any proper feedback, months into the diploma I had no idea at all of what was expected. By then I had managed to get a job as teacher at a private school which did not require the diploma, so I just let it go.
It was perhaps unwise, because nowadays it has become pretty much impossible to get a teaching job without such qualification. Einstein himself would not be able to get a job as high school physics teacher - he'd be considered, er, "not qualified."
While working at two different schools I had plenty of time to observe teachers "qualified" in education versus ones qualified in the subjects they taught. And I have observed the ability of the "experts in education" to present material versus the ability of my lecturers in other subjects such as botany, zoology and chemistry. I have developed a very deep skepticism about the utility of education as a field, and "theories of education", many of which have proved an utter disaster.
Well, don't even get me started on education, because this is the music thread.
There has always been that Art which straddled both the "High" and the "Low" cultures... for lack of better terms. Shakespeare's plays were popular with the audiences in London... but the poetry of his language is also beloved by academia and the "literati". Hitchcock's films were and still are quite popular with broad audiences... but also with film buffs. Arthur Conan Doyle and Bram Stoker, among others, certainly straddle pulp fiction and literature.
I often seem to enjoy some of that, e.g. I managed to get through such classic books as
Dracula,
Treasure Island and
Huckleberry Finn. But it remains a hit or miss thing.
When I was a conscript in the army, many, many moons ago, they went to some lengths to prevent us from getting hold of such things as high-quality newspapers or books, so I ended up reading whatever was lying around.
Probably don't want soldiers who think too much or too deeply who might then question the powers that be.
Indeed, this was during the apartheid era, when censorship became an epidemic. Such newspapers as were not under control of the government eventually took to printing big, black blocks to indicate that an article had been censored - until that was also prohibited: you were not allowed to even know
whether the news was censored.
In the army, no reading material was forbidden as such, but the base's shop only stocked pulpy magazines and such newspapers as were approved by the government, so we got very little news. When South Africa invaded Angola, the last people to learn of this were the soldiers in the army!
This is where I was coming from. While I might be deemed as having a sophisticated taste is music... I don't accept the notion that I need to appreciate... let alone enjoy... the whole of the Classical realm. I'm thinking especially of a good many of the hard-core Modernists... atonal composers like Schoenberg, Krenek, Webern, Berg, John Cage, Ligetti, Xenakis, etc... demand a great deal in terms of an investment of time to come to appreciate... or certainly, this has been true for me... and the payoff has not been a degree of pleasure anywhere near what I have been afforded by exploring alternative performances of favorite composers and favorite works of music... or even from exploring more obscure composers from the same periods as favorite composers. There are a few works I do admire by Berg, Webern, etc... but nothing that makes me think of them as equals to Richard Strauss, Stravinsky, Vaughan-Williams, Rachmaninoff, Sibelius, etc... let alone Wagner, Mahler, Brahms, etc...
Yes, that was my experience as well, for the most part. I have learned to enjoy a lot of 20th century classical music, but not really the atonalists. I think with a lot of that, the emperor simply isn't all that heavily clad. A great deal of what the cognoscenti claim to be the pinnacle of intellectual and/or aesthetic life, is just obscurantist nonsense. It has infected the humanities and arts; in the sciences and engineering, not so much, because if your bridge crumbles, it's rather tricky to convince the families of the dead people that it had actually worked well, and they just need to think about it a bit more deeply.
But I have some strange tastes, e.g. to the extent that I enjoy architecture as art form, I am quite fond of a lot of brutalism, while much of classical architecture leaves me cold.
Now back to burying my snobbish nose in Rimbaud's
Illuminations.
Good luck with it! I just finished Neil Gaiman's
Coraline, and it was a grisly delight.