Thursday, August 29th
nothing much happening
Phill Niblock, “Pan Fried 70” (Touch Food, 2003)
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lagniappe
random thoughts
If they’re both immeasurable, is a lifetime any greater than a moment?
nothing much happening
Phill Niblock, “Pan Fried 70” (Touch Food, 2003)
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lagniappe
random thoughts
If they’re both immeasurable, is a lifetime any greater than a moment?
can’t wait: Chicago Jazz Festival, 8/29-9/1
The Engines (9/1; Dave Rempis, saxophones, Jeb Bishop, trombone; Kent Kessler [filling in for Nate McBride], bass; Tim Daisy, drums), live, Columbia, South Carolina, 2013
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fifty years ago
March on Washington, August 28, 1963
Mahalia Jackson, “How I Got Over”
Vodpod videos no longer available.
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Martin Luther King
Has there ever been a greater musician of speech?
alone
If you’re in the mood for his music, as I often am, nothing else will do.
Morton Feldman (1926-1987), Triadic Memories (1981); Louis Goldstein, piano
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lagniappe
reading table
In the summer rain
the path
has disappeared.—Yosa Buson (1716-1783; translated from Japanese by Robert Hass)
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musical thoughts
What would it be like to live in a world without sound?
can’t wait: Chicago Jazz Festival, 8/29-9/1
Wadada Leo Smith, trumpet (8/30), Louis Moholo, drums, Steve Noble, drums, live, London, 2010
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reading table
What a glut of books! Who can read them?
—Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy (1621)
sounds of Ethiopia
Mahmoud Ahmed & Badume’s Band, “Era Mela Mela,” live, Switzerland (Geneva), 2010
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lagniappe
random thoughts
Someday I will be remembered in the past tense as today, her birthday, my mother is.
can’t wait: Chicago Jazz Festival, 8/29-9/1
Hamid Drake, drums (artist-in-residence at this year’s festival) and Pasquale Mirra, vibraphone, live, Sardinia (Osilo), 2012
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lagniappe
reading table
In this mortal frame of mine, which is made of a hundred bones and nine orifices, there is something, and this something can be called, for lack of a better name, a wind-swept spirit, for it is much like thin drapery that is torn and swept away by the slightest stirring of the wind.
—Matsuo Basho (1644-1694), “The Records of a Travel-Worn Satchel” (excerpt, translated from Japanese by Noboyuki Yuasa)
sounds of Mali
Tired of having your feet on the ground?
Salif Keita, live, Netherlands (Hertme), July 6th
“A Demain”
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“Yamore”
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“Madan”
Strangeness, in today’s musical world, is sadly undervalued.
Daniel Higgs (vocals, banjo), live, London (Cafe Oto), 2011
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lagniappe
art beat: Tuesday at the Art Institute of Chicago (after a hearing at the nearby federal court building)
Katsushika Hokusai (1760-1849), Cranes at Umezawa Manor in Sagami Province (from Thirty-Six Views of Mount Fuji)
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reading table
Speaking of insomnia, last night I came upon this.
Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.
—Herman Melville (1819-1891), Moby-Dick
sounds of Egypt
Some singers once you begin listening to them you cannot stop.
Umm Kulthum (spelled variously in English; c. 1904-1975), “Enta Omri” (You Are My Life), live, Paris (Olympia Theater), 1967
Listening to this one night at 2:30 a.m., after waking up and getting a glass of milk, I couldn’t make up my mind: Is YouTube a good thing, or a bad thing, for insomniacs?
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lagniappe
found words
Scores Are Killed as Forces Storm Camps of Morsi Backers
—Headline, New York Times website, today