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Monday, March 30th

like nobody else 

How about time-traveling to 1961 Paris?

Blossom Dearie (1924-2009, vocals, piano), “C’est le Printemps” (“It Might as Well Be Spring,” R. Rodgers, O. Hammerstein II; adaptation, J. Sablon), “Plus je t’embrasse” (“Heart of My Heart,” B. Ryan; adaptation, Max François), live, Paris, 1961

 

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lagniappe

art beat: other day, Museum of Modern Art, New York

Isa Genzken (1948-), Rose II (2007)

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reading table

The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on
and the horse looks at him in silence.
They are so silent they are in another world.

—D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930), “The White Horse.”

Wednesday, March 25th

MCOTD Hall of Fame

Morton Feldman (1927-1986, MCOTD Hall of Fame), Rothko Chapel (1971); Markus Creed (cond.), SWR Vokalensemble (Vocal Ensemble), et al., live, Germany (Cathedral of Speyer, Schwetzinger), 2017

 

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art beat: other day, Museum of Modern Art, New York

Henri Matisse (1869-1954), The Red Studio (1911), detail

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reading table

Coolness—
the sound of the bell
as it leaves the bell.

—Yosa Buson (1716-1784), translated from Japanese by Robert Hass

Saturday, March 14th

never enough

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750), Violin Sonata No. 1 in G minor, Violin Partita No. 1 in B minor; Rachel Podger (1968-, violin), live (performance begins at 2:00), London, 11/24/19

 

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art beat: other day, Museum of Modern Art, New York

Claude Monet (1840-1926), Water Lilies (1914-1926), detail

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reading table

Playing ball
With the children in this village
Spring day, never let the shadows fall!

—Ryōkan (1758-1831), translated from Japanese by Ryūichi Abé and Peter Haskel

Monday, March 9th

passings

McCoy Tyner, pianist, December 11, 1938-March 6, 2020

John Coltrane Quartet (JC, 1926-1967, tenor saxophone; MC, piano; Jimmy Garrison, 1934-1976, bass; Elvin Jones, 1927-2004, drums), “Impressions” (J. Coltrane), live (TV show), San Francisco, 1963

 

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lagniappe

art beat: other day, Museum of Modern Art, New York

Henri Matisse (1869-1954), Dance (I), 1909; Jeannette, c. 1910

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radio

Today, Ornette Coleman’s birthday (b. 1930), it’s all Ornette all day on WKCR (Columbia University).

Saturday, March 7th

what’s new

Greentea Peng (aka Aria Wells), “Ghost Town” (A. Wells), 3/4/20

 

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lagniappe

art beat: yesterday, Museum of Modern Art, New York

Jackson Pollock (1912-1956), One: Number 31, 1950 (detail)

Monday, March 2nd

Why not begin the week with something beautiful?

Maurice Ravel (1875-1937), String Quartet in F major (1903); Hagen Quartet, live, Austria (Salzburg), 2000

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3rd movt.

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4th movt.

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lagniappe

art beat: yesterday, Art Institute of Chicago

Vasily Kandinsky (1866-1944), Untitled (watercolor), c. 1915

Sunday, December 8th

back to church

Christian Home Baptist Church, Lowry, S.C., 2010

 

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art beat

yesterday, Des Moines (Des Moines Art Center)

Edward Hopper (1882-1967), Automat, 1927

Friday, September 13th

I can’t listen to this just once: the moment it ends I want to hear it again.

Womack & Womack, “Teardrops” (C. Womack, L. Womack), 1988

 

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art beat

Robert Frank, photographer, November 9, 1924–September 9, 2019

Today, remembering him, we revisit some of our favorite images.

Cafe—Beaufort, South Carolina, 1955

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Funeral—St. Helena, South Carolina, 1955/56

 

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View from Hotel Window—Butte, Montana, 1955/56

 

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Rooming house—Bunker Hill, Los Angeles, 1955/56

 

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US 285, New Mexico, 1955

Monday, April 22nd

One of my favorite musicians of all time died over seventy-five years ago at the age of twenty-five.

Charlie Christian (1916-1942, guitar) with Cootie Williams (trumpet), Johnny Guarnieri (piano), Dave Tough (drums), et al., “Waitin’ for Benny” (full session), live (studio), New York, 1941

 

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lagniappe

art beat: yesterday, Intuit (Chicago)

Robert Johnson, City, 2018

Wednesday, March 20th

voices I miss

Leroy Jenkins (1932-2007), violin, live (“Lush Life” [B. Strayhorn], “Keep on Trucking, Brother (A Message to Bruce)” [L. Jenkins], “Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen” [Trad.]), New York, 1977

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musical thoughts

A jazz musician playing alone is like a tightrope walker working without a net. Playing a music of rhythmic verve, he lacks a rhythm section. Playing a music of spirited interplay, he lacks the company of others. And when the musician’s instrument happens to be the violin, he’s working not only without a net but without a tightrope.

The violin lacks all the advantages of the one instrument with a long-standing tradition of solo jazz performance, the piano. Where a pianist can play more than one musical line at a time (accompanying herself with her left hand, for example, while “soloing” with her right), a violinist can’t. Where a pianist can readily play complex chords, a violinist is limited to four strings and beset by innumerable fingering problems. And the range of pitches available to a violinist is only about half that available to a pianist. When a jazz violinist steps onstage by himself, he either falls flat on his face or, defying the conventions of gravity, flies.

Last Friday at HotHouse, jazz violinist Leroy Jenkins not only flew but soared. A dignified man so diminutive that he makes a violin appear large, Jenkins focused the listener’s attention not on what was absent—other musicians, multiple lines, an expansive tonal range—but on what was present. His concert provided a response of sorts to the familiar Zen koan: What is the sound of one hand clapping?

Playing for a small but attentive audience, the longtime associate of the Chicago-based Association for the Advancement of Creative Musicians—who hadn’t performed here for several years—displayed a powerful and original musical vocabulary. Just as a poem forces one to consider language word by word, a solo jazz performance forces one to consider music sound by sound. And that was how Jenkins constructed each of his pieces: sound by sound.

He began most of them with a simple melodic statement that sang. Then he would veer off into gradually accelerating repetitions of two-, three-, and four-note patterns. Unlike a horn player, he never had to stop for breath, so these patterns could go on and on. Out of them would emerge long, winding bursts of melody, like swallows taking flight through a swarm of bees. Then Jenkins would return to repeated patterns, steadily building the intensity until he reached a climax and suddenly stopped.

The narrative structure of many of his pieces was thus not unlike that of a sexual encounter. But the steadily mounting intensity was invariably coupled with precise articulation, lucid organization, and exquisite control. When near the end of his set Jenkins rocked back and forth like a man possessed, his seemingly unshakable control of his instrument only heightened the dramatic impact.

A master colorist, Jenkins called forth a seemingly limitless array of sounds, from singing to fluttering to stinging to rasping to wheezing. But what was ultimately even more impressive than the variety and virtuosity of his playing was its logic and coherence. And unlike some jazz musicians, whose solos can be neatly divided into segments “inside” or “outside” normal harmonic and tonal conventions, Jenkins’s playing was all of a piece.

Jenkins’s HotHouse set readily calls to mind Richard Goode’s magnificent recent performance at Pick-Staiger Concert Hall of five Beethoven piano sonatas. Neither musician spoke a word to the audience, but neither seemed remote. Both played so wholeheartedly that they virtually disappeared in the music. Both are virtuosos who put their virtuosity entirely at the service of the music, never exploiting it simply for effect. Both played music that often pitted a coming-apart-at-the-seams emotional intensity against an ultimately prevailing clarity and order. Perhaps one day, solo jazz concerts of the caliber of Jenkins’s will be met with the same degree of anticipation and excitement that performances of Beethoven piano sonatas by artists such as Goode typically receive today.

—Richard McLeese, “Flying Solo,” Chicago Reader, 10/27/1994

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art beat: other day, Art Institute of Chicago 

Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890), The Bedroom, 1889

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