Thursday, 9/27/12
love it or hate it
Bill Orcutt (guitar), Chris Corsano (drums), live, Wind Gap, Pa., 9/3/12
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love it or hate it
Bill Orcutt (guitar), Chris Corsano (drums), live, Wind Gap, Pa., 9/3/12
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street music: Bangalore (India)
Four drummers, 2010
bloodlines
Ravi Coltrane (JC’s son), tenor saxophone; Matt Garrison, bass (son of Coltrane bassist Jimmy Garrison); Nikki Glaspie, drums; live (Le Poisson Rouge), New York, 1/7/12
street music: New Orleans
Brass band, 5/12
Questlove (:10-) & Tony Allen (1:25-), live, Paris, 2011
What a contrast. Questlove, focusing on power and momentum, pushes the beat. Tony lies behind it, skips ahead, lies back again, favoring suppleness and elasticity.
only rock ’n’ roll
Little Richard, “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On,” TV show (Shindig!), 1964
Sister Rosetta Tharpe with the Chicago Blues All-Stars (Big Walter Horton [harmonica], Willie Dixon [bass], et al.), “That’s All,” “Didn’t It Rain,” live, 1960s, Germany
What a treat to hear Walter, with whom I worked back in the ’70s while at Alligator Records, playing with Sister Rosetta.
riveting
Anton Bruckner (1824-96), Symphony No. 5 in B flat major; Berlin Philharmonic (Wilhelm Furtwangler, cond.), live, Berlin, 1942
(Yeah, I realize this performance took place in Nazi Germany during World War II and, no, I don’t have anything profound, or even interesting, to say about how such beauty and such horror could coexist.)
flashback
MC5: Kick Out the Jams (Leni Sinclair & Cary Loren, 1999 [with footage from the ’60s])
Rarely has dying sounded so joyous.
Glen David Andrews, “I’ll Fly Away”
Live, New Orleans (Zion Hill Baptist Church), 2008
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lagniappe
reading table
[P]eople exist for us only in the idea that we have of them.
—Marcel Proust, The Fugitive (translated from French by Peter Collier)
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Each year on this auspicious day, alone and foreign
here in a foreign place, my thoughts of you sharpen;far away, I can almost see you reaching the summit,
dogwood berries woven into sashes, short one person.—Wang Wei (701-61), “9/9, Thinking of My Brothers East of the Mountains” (trans. from Chinese by David Hinton)
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