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Friday, May 16th

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“You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere” (B. Dylan)

Mary Chapin Carpenter, Rosanne Cash, Shawn Colvin (with G. E. Smith, guitar), live, New York, 1992


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Bob Dylan, live, England (Bournemouth), 1997


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art beat

Lee Friedlander (1934-), Cherokee Park, Louisville, Kentucky, 1994

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Saturday, May 10th

sounds of New York

Nate Wooley’s Seven Storey Mountain,* live, New York, 2014

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art beat: more from Thursday at the Art Institute of Chicago

Christopher Wool (1955-)

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*Nate Wooley, trumpet; Chris Dingman, vibraphone; Matt Moran, vibraphone; C. Spencer Yeh, violin; Ben Vida, electronics; Chris Corsano and Ryan Sawyer, drums; Gareth Flowers, Tim Leopold, and Chris DeMeglio, trumpets; Chris McIntyre, Jen Baker, and Will Baker, trombones.

Monday, May 5th

sounds of New York

M.A.K.U. Sound System, “El Jugo,” 2013


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art beat

Helen Levitt (1913-2009), New York, 1972

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Friday, May 2nd

sounds of Manchester

The Warehouse Project (feat. Diplo, Four Tet, Nicolas Jaar, Skream, et al.), 2012

Monday, April 28th

passings

DJ Rashad, October 9, 1979-April 26, 2014

Live, Chicago (Pitchfork Music Festival), 2013


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“I Don’t Give A Fuck” (sampling Tupac Shakur’s dialogue in Juice), 2013


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“I’m Gone” (remixing Gil Scott-Heron’s “Home Is Where The Hatred Is”), 2011

Friday, April 11th

sounds of Chicago

Oshwa, “Old Man Skies,” live (recording session), Chicago, 2013

Thursday, April 10th

alone

There are all kinds of lullabies.

Tamio Shiraishi (alto saxophone), live, New York, 1/26/14, 1 a.m.

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random thoughts

Yesterday, while I was shopping at Trader Joe’s, a youthful Mick Jagger jumped out of the speakers. “I can’t get no . . . satisfaction . . .” In 1965, when I was twelve years old, if someone had said that in 2014 this would be the soundtrack to buying grapefruit, I would have thought they were nuts. “When I’m drivin’ in my car and that man comes on the radio . . .” Sometimes I wish my generation would just get the hell off the stage.

Tuesday, April 8th

alone

Jason Adasiewicz (vibraphone), “Stake,” live, Chicago, 2009


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reading table

Dream Song 1
By John Berryman (1914-1972)

Huffy Henry hid  the day,
unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point,—a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
they could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.

All the world like a woolen lover
once did seem on Henry’s side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought.
I don’t see how Henry, pried
open for all the world to see, survived.

What he has now to say is a long
wonder the world can bear & be.
Once in a sycamore I was glad
all at the top, and I sang.
Hard on the land wears the strong sea
and empty grows every bed.

Thursday, April 3rd

sounds of Chicago

Chicago Underground Duo (Rob Mazurek, cornet, electronics, voice; Chad Taylor, drums, mbira, electronics), live (music begins at 4:30), Italy (Venice), 2013


(This clip, alas, has some glitches: at 56:15 both the sound and the picture drop out, returning, with just one of two audio channels, at 58:46.)

Wednesday, April 2nd

passings

Frankie Knuckles, DJ, January 18, 1955-March 31, 2014

2013 Boiler Room set, excerpt (Lou Rawls, “You’ll Never Find Another Love Like Mine,” remix)


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It could be plausibly argued that Knuckles was as important to the birth of contemporary dance music as James Brown was to soul or Chuck Berry to rock ‘n’ roll. And like those innovators, Knuckles helped nurture a deceptively sophisticated sound that celebrated and embraced outsiders and misfits — in Knuckles’ case, the gay African-American and Hispanic communities.

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“God has a place on the dancefloor,” he once told the Tribune. “We wouldn’t have all the things we have if it wasn’t for God. We wouldn’t have the one thing that keeps us sane – music. It’s the one thing that calms people down.

“Even when they’re hopping up and down in a frenzy on the dancefloor, it still has their spirits calm because they’re concentrating on having a good time, loving the music, as opposed to thinking about something negative. I think dancing is one of the best things anyone can do for themselves. And it doesn’t cost anything.”

—Greg Kot, Chicago Tribune (obituary), 4/1/14