timeless
This clip, which I bumped into the other day, may be the best I have ever seen of an artist whose music means as much to me as anyone’s.
Thelonious Monk (1917-1982, piano, compositions) with Charlie Rouse (tenor saxophone), Butch Warren (b), Frankie Dunlop (drums), live (TV show: “Evidence,” “Blue Monk,” Just a Gigolo” [L. Casucci, J. Brammer, I. Caesar], “Ba-Lue Bolivar Ba-Lues,” “Epistrophy”), Tokyo (Japan), 1963
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random sights
other day, Oak Park, Ill.

never enough
Sometimes, as happened yesterday when I stumbled upon this, music increases the amount of available oxygen.
Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book II, excerpt (Prelude and Fugue No. 3 in C-sharp major); Christine Schornsheim (harpsichord), published 10/4/22
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We are here to listen.
—W. S. Graham (1918-1986), from “The Greenock Dialogues”
voices I miss (more)
Steve Lacy (1934-2004, soprano saxophone) & Suzanna Klintcharova (harp), “Prospectus” (S. Lacy), live, Paris (?), 2002
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This road—
no one goes down it,
autumn evening.—Matsuo Basho, 1644-1694 (translated from the Japanese by Robert Hass)