couw

which title did it get this time? Hootman or Hootnan?

is he related to alto player Deszö Lakatos? I know they did record together once. Béla did a lot of folk inspired classical interpretations/variations as well AFAIK. Worked at the opera house, things like that.

my thoughts too, but I am by no means a knowledgeable guy here and willing to be corrected.

you're welcome. Not to take this out on you, but ey, I do my best, like everyone on this board, to keep this medium alive and kicking AND to broaden the collective perspective. But I have run against too many deaf ears when I try to push some historic (Eastern) European stuff to be less than a little defensive when it comes to someone calling my cards. I'll keep trying though. More cards coming soon. Stay tuned.

I'm working on that, I start threads every now and then, as I learn myself & I include some free tunes as well, go figure. But all these threads seem to meet with less than a little enthousiasm and not more than pity for the unknown. Probably I am dead wrong in taking lack of reaction for lack of interest, but ey, how am I to know? so don't blame me for my harsh words. It's frustrating to be preaching to the deaf....

greta

lots of jazz from over yonder our side of the pond applies, but hell, that ain't jazz history I guess, that's just recreation...

Played this one again today and was very much impressed (again). Gary, listen to how Marsh pushes and pulls on the melody line, one time he's behind it, dragging it all down, at the next moment, he's in front, stumbling to meet his point as if running too fast dowhill. This in-front/behind thing sort of applies to the melodic development itself: Sometimes Marsh is developing one new line after the next all in linear logic progression and sometimes he lingers in the one line he just arrived at for a while. There is no real logic to these things besides that it all sounds damn good. This music cannot take it up with the emotional Trane on that specific level. It functions on another emotional plane that one gets at through a more cerebral approach. The emotion is still there, but you need a little twitch to get at it. Pretty amazing stuff this is and I like it a lot.

indeed! so "how can normally intelligent people [take] this shit at length?"

his judgement seems to be spot on though: it's riddled with flawed logic and frantic storylines

don't know the one you mentioned above, but the one John lists is a DAMN fine album that got my ears perked to the max on first listen.

it is available as japanese mini LP CD

don't forget the Richard Williams album, feat. Leo Wright and some very pretty ballads.

http://www.organissimo.org/forum/index.php?showtopic=7948

my mom always made me stop playing it.

His "reviews" tend to be like that. what does this mean: "[it poses] new questions about texture, density, and the boundaries of rhythmic perception for humans, without relying on any conventional structures." That sounds like he's hiding behind big buzzy words, and would in all honesty have to call it "something that sounds like a big mess to me." I hate that kind of misplaced intellectual crap. Or am I too stoopid to understand the lingo? (first one who says yes gets a free disk of stoopid music). If it is tongue in cheek like David suggests; if ALL of it is tongue in cheek, that would mean that we are not supposed to take the music serious right? That's pretty lame. (again: nothing against the music or the artist)

couw, I don't have your majic ability to judge the music without hearing it, so I will go for it. No trial, no fail, as you know. I was not mocking the music but the way over the top review. No majic needed. It promises us the reinvention of the wheel and I'm not much for such worshipping blahblah. I listened to some shorties online just now and I am pretty underwhelmed. Sound yes, music maybe, the future? no. at least, not for me, listening to this show now...

balloon music? right. You must be some nail on black board fetishist to really like that. This will never be the future. Any kid who has a life and plays with the things knows that no one like to hear you rubbing and squeeking them.

the best thing is that Jim's postcount is going backwards which each post. waitago jim, see you when you hit that funkateer status again.

it ain't your beautiful car either

I'm with you, J.A.W. That Greek team reminded me of the German teams from the Franz Beckenbauer era. Not really exciting to look at but effective. Yes, the Greeks deserved to win. They had the stamina to endure those difficult games. But after all is considered, the Euro2004 is more than a bit worrisome about the current state of soccer in Europe. No real individual great appeared among the younger elements. And the Old Guard grew older. They gave us plenty of joy several years ago, but no more. Not sure the next generation of players will be more exciting now that money has taken over soccer. yup, the type of football the Greeks played was cetainly not to my liking. Only on a higher level of observation where it obviously kicked the ass of all those big names. And with what? with a type of football the modern, fast game of the nineties supposedly had dealt with succesfully. The modern game had corroded itself, though, so back to the drawing board there and make sure it doesn't get rusty that fast again.

the thing is that it seems those teams that play the "great" football, forgot that it is not enough to do just that. One also needs to make the goals and prevent the other team from doing the same. The "great" football seemed to have become an objective in and of itself, and it got more and more sloppy, especially in the defense. In the end, it took a little boy from Greece to tell the emperors they weren't wearing any clothes anymore. I am all for football to look better than it did during this tournament and I hope the "big" teams have woken up and have learned not to take things for granted that much anymore and not to just invest in the pretty stuff, but also in some solid defense.

wow, my eyes... yeah, that very first animation with the little men reminded me of this one