JSngry

It bes that way sometimes, don't it... I feel for you, my friend. Hang tight.

http://www.ejazznews.com/modules.php?op=mo...order=0&thold=0 Interviewer: Can you explain jazz? Yogi: I can't, but I will. 90% of all jazz is half improvisation. The other half is the part people play while others are playing something they never played with anyone who played that part. So if you play the wrong part, its right. If you play the right part, it might be right if you play it wrong enough. But if you play it too right, it's wrong. Interviewer: I don't understand. Yogi: Anyone who understands jazz knows that you can't understand it. It's too complicated. That's what's so simple about it. Interviewer: Do you understand it? Yogi: No. That's why I can explain it. If I understood it, I wouldn't know anything about it. Interviewer: Are there any great jazz player alive today? Yogi: No. All the great jazz players alive today are dead. Except for the ones that are still alive. But so many of them are dead, that the ones that are still alive are dying to be like the ones that are dead. Interviewer: What is syncopation? Yogi: That's when the note that you should hear now happens either before or after you hear it. In jazz, you don't hear notes when they happen because that would be some other type of music. Other types of music can be jazz, but only if they're the same as something different from those other kinds. Interviewer: Now I really don't understand. Yogi: I haven't taught you enough for you to not understand jazz that well.

Mr. Gitler hits the nail on the head. I'll not miss it.

You'll not need a shovel to dig the Ayler set, this I can promise. The hipwaders, otoh, are entirely a personal matter. Some chicks dig that "outdoorsy" look, so go for whatcha' know!

A good friend was nice enough to provide me w/a copy of a live recording by an Ed Wilkerson group that included her, and I must say - I am impressed. A superb command of the instrument and an extension of the Dolphy-Newton lineage of virtustic exploration of "extended techniques". I see on AMG and on her own website http://www.nicolemitchell.com/index.htm that she's got two albums out (neither of which seem to be easily available at first try), and has been garnering critical praise for a few years now. So I guess I'm late to the table, so to speak. But I want to put the word out, and would very much welcome input, opinions, observations, etc. from anybody who knows her work through live and/or recorded performances. First impression - this is a MAJOR new voice on the instrument.

Don't have the Mosaic yet, but have long had most of the material on LPs of various origin. Much love from me.

What's on the 2nd disc? Total agreement about the original album. Gotta love Jeanne Lee on this one, too.

Partially...

Could've fooled me. I could've swore I was hearing a glorification of the pothole, and a denigration of the Grand Canyon, as well as a championing of the notion that it was silly to lose interest in dwelling on the former once one has become satiated with it. darn, and I had the distinct impression you were doing just the opposite of that. Not exactly, although I can see where you might think that. The pothole no longer holds any fascination or entertainment value for me. AT ALL. But that's not to say that I haven't come to know it well, nor that it's a deeply ingrained part of "who I am". I have, and it is. There's no "hate" or "denigration" other than that of the "familiarity breeds contempt" variety. And even then "contempt" is way too strong a word. But "familiarity" certainly isn't... Let's just say that I've "been there, done that", and these days the t-shirt is plenty good enough, thank you, even if it's now a few sizes too small.

Now THAT you can blame on Catesta!

Could've fooled me. I could've swore I was hearing a glorification of the pothole, and a denigration of the Grand Canyon, as well as a championing of the notion that it was silly to lose interest in dwelling on the former once one has become satiated with it. But I'm up past my bedtime, so....

Robert McCollough done done that.

Doesn't that question belong in the mosaic forum?

At last - COMPLETE agreement. But you gotta have both in order to use both...

No wonder you drink so much!

Well, for some of us, that IS fun! And besides, you never really learn anything other than how much you don't know. But that's fun too.

Well, there you have it again! It's the higher scale (or as Coltrane said of Ayler in a musical/metaphysical sense, the "higher partials") that get and hold my interest these days. And I'm just glad there's beer. The bottle is a good facilitator, but by no means is it necessary.

Absence is a myth. Even nothing is something.

Well there you have it - you can shake your booty with the assistance of a pothole, or that of some James Brown records. The choice is obvious, I'd think!

It's not that I dislike potholes, really. It's just that I know them well enough that they no longer hold a thrill, or a challenge, or anything else that would encourage me to continue being interested in them. There was a time, but as the song says, the thrill is gone... I mean, they either get fixed or they don't. Once you realize that, you have a choice of forever agonizing over the ones that don't, or just getting on with everything else that can be done in the same time. You're going to live for as long as you're going to live, so choose wisely.

Well of course not. That would be silly, to say nothing of impractical. But thanks for caring!

No, but very generous employee discounts were. The night manager (a goofy cat named Leon who had a thing for V.O. & Fresca ) INSISTED that I not leave out of there empty-handed on Saturday nights. And who was I to argue with the boss?

Well of course. That's why it might be preferable to just ponder the rainbow itself. Them flyin' monkies ain't no good!

I think the Grand Canyon poses more questions than it answers. Perpetually. I can't say that about a pothole - it asks a question that everybody already knows the answer to.

I dunno, man. I think it's pretty primordial myself.