Straight, no cheaters.
Jul. 9th, 2005 01:40 amI found my six-disc set of Miles Davis and John Coltrane and ripped the first three discs today. I hadn't been listening to much jazz in the last three months and now I've dived back into it. This is exactly the kind of jazz I love.
When I listen to this music it does the same thing as the classical music I grew up with; it completely sucks me in. I don't want to do anything but listen and follow the melodic line, the rhythm, everything, as closely as possible. I find myself smiling at little musical jokes and getting shivers when something unexpected happens.
Music geeks my age or younger are all about post-rock music. If they're enthusing about an innovative artist, chances are it's Four Middle Class Kids Making Somewhat Dissonant Noises to a Pop Beat. There are probably at least two electric guitars involved, and if they don't exactly make rock and roll music, that's their background. If they do a cover song, it's likely to be a post-Beatles pop number.
And then I put on a CD like this and think: The most sophisticated and subtle music America produced is here. It's from the late fifties and early sixties. And it was made by largely uneducated people from poor families, most of them from a mistreated and disadvantaged ethnic group, working under tremendous commercial pressure. The music these people made still feels new today. And there's more innovation and exploration in one of these songs than a hundred faux naive indie pop albums can muster.
I still like pop music. I can't be one of those "Well now that I've heard jazz I can't be bothered with pop music" elitists. But the armies of college kids with guitars and Pavement CDs have some catching up to do.
When I listen to this music it does the same thing as the classical music I grew up with; it completely sucks me in. I don't want to do anything but listen and follow the melodic line, the rhythm, everything, as closely as possible. I find myself smiling at little musical jokes and getting shivers when something unexpected happens.
Music geeks my age or younger are all about post-rock music. If they're enthusing about an innovative artist, chances are it's Four Middle Class Kids Making Somewhat Dissonant Noises to a Pop Beat. There are probably at least two electric guitars involved, and if they don't exactly make rock and roll music, that's their background. If they do a cover song, it's likely to be a post-Beatles pop number.
And then I put on a CD like this and think: The most sophisticated and subtle music America produced is here. It's from the late fifties and early sixties. And it was made by largely uneducated people from poor families, most of them from a mistreated and disadvantaged ethnic group, working under tremendous commercial pressure. The music these people made still feels new today. And there's more innovation and exploration in one of these songs than a hundred faux naive indie pop albums can muster.
I still like pop music. I can't be one of those "Well now that I've heard jazz I can't be bothered with pop music" elitists. But the armies of college kids with guitars and Pavement CDs have some catching up to do.
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Date: 2005-07-09 09:13 am (UTC)it would do a lot of people some good to just calm down and take the time to listen to what gramma and great gramma listened to. it was fuckin good shit. without it, we would have no music at all. that alone is worth a little more damn respect.
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Date: 2005-07-09 09:38 am (UTC)I'm glad you can get so much out of it. I wish I could.
Who was at D's tonite? Any good?
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Date: 2005-07-09 09:47 am (UTC)I saw him perform at the Vine Street Bar And Grill back in 1992... something like that. He was phenomenal, even at that advanced age. Just a three piece piano-led band and his daughter. Did an absolute surreal version of "Good Time Charley's Got The Blues" where he'd hold out the word "win" to a preposterous length. ie: "Some gotta wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin, some gotta lose..."
A friend got him to autograph his tie. I couldn't bring myself to approach him - and I don't get startstruck too easily.
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Date: 2005-07-09 10:48 am (UTC)I'm probably not standard-issue indie kid, either. The only other records in the house were 60s/70s power pop and bubblegum (most of which were salvaged from a dumpster) and 50s-60s country and whatever was on the radio, which in Phoenix was mostly Guy Lombardo and Emerson, Lake and Palmer (same difference). My indie education came later, in bleeding-edge-poseur-indie record stores. I envy your childhood including classical music--I didn't hear a note of classical until I was probably 17, and while I enjoy it a lot and make an effort to educate myself, again, I'm totally intimidated and not sure how to find my way to what I'd like/appreciate best.
But, um, enough about me and my blinkered philistine pig-ignorance.
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Date: 2005-07-09 08:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-07-09 08:29 pm (UTC)I decided at some point that I wasn't going to try to figure out jazz and become That Jazz Guy, and instead I just listened to a lot of it, and now I can't stop listening to it. I'm still not an expert and I like it that way.
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Date: 2005-07-09 10:31 pm (UTC)For what it's worth, my first two jazz albums were Milestones and Monk's Music. The version of "Well You Needn't" on the latter is still one of my favorite pieces of music ever.
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Date: 2005-07-09 11:07 pm (UTC)Muske
Date: 2005-07-09 11:16 pm (UTC)