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Thursday, 3/3/11

You have no idea one moment what’s going to happen the next (assuming, that is, you’re not following the score).

This can be disorienting, or exhilarating, or both.

Milton Babbitt (1916-2011), Composition for Four Instruments (flute, clarinet, violin, cello; 1948)

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musical thoughts

Babbit was not quite as difficult as he seemed. He may have been dealing in abstruse relationships among myriad elements, but his listeners didn’t have to digest too many at once. From Webern, Babbit learned the art of deriving a set from successive transformations of a group of just three notes (“trichord”), which becomes a microcosm of the series. With these tiny motives in play, the texture tends to be less complicated than in the average post-Schoenbergian work. Composition for Four Instruments gives the impression of economy, delicacy, and extreme clarity; flute, clarinet, violin, and cello play solos, duets, and trios, coming together as a quartet only in the final section, and even there the ensemble dissolves into softly questing solo voices at the end. Thick dissonances are rare; like Japanese drawings, Babbitt’s scores are full of empty space.

—Alex Ross, The Rest Is Noise (2007)

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There was only one.  There were no “simultaneities” in this particular musical equation. Milton Byron Babbitt stands alone.  He will never be popular. Nor will he cease to inspire.

—Ethan Iverson (The Bad Plus)

Thursday, 2/24/11

what’s new
(an occasional series)

Have you heard the Lupe & John Legend?

—my 19-year-old son Luke

Lupe Fiasco (featuring John Legend), “Never Forget You” (2010)

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Listening to music that means a lot to someone else gives you an opportunity nothing else does. You get to hear the world through their ears. This song, for instance, coming to my ears through my son Luke’s, makes me wonder: What’s it like to look back on your life, on all that’s come before, when you’re 19 years old?

More Lupe? Here. And here. And here.

More Legend? Here. And here.

Tuesday, 2/22/11

Don’t forget the Motor City

Theo Parrish, Detroit-based DJ & producer

Collecting sounds around Detroit

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Live, New York (Brooklyn Yard), 8/23/09

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Live, Paris (Elysee Montmarte), 4/30/10

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Recording, “Soul Control”

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Recording (with Marcellus Pittman), “Equality of Patience”

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thoughts on music

Music history as a whole has been drastically misnamed. Jazz is just as rugged as hip-hop is, and hip-hop is just as elegant as classical. These things are present, but the language we’re using to talk about them tends to be outdated, outmoded.

—Theo Parrish (in The Wire, 3/11)

Saturday, 2/19/11

Listen yesterday; go today.

Burkina Faso: Life & Music in West Africa (2007)

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According to the guidebook, Burkina Faso is one of the poorest countries in the world, but in our experience its people seemed confident and proud of their culture in this 50th anniversary of independence from French colonial rule. Deep red dust carpets the country, kicked up by the mopeds that crisscross the rutted ground and buy markets lining nearly every street. Yet through the coating of dust the people always look impeccably elegant.

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In Burkina, the sun drops away at 7 p.m. sharp. When we returned for the concert, we saw scores of parked mopeds glistening under the full moon., and hundreds of people queuing outside the high crumbling walls enclosing the open air theatre. Inside, beyond the light cast rom the state, a huge crowd bustled quietly in the darkness otherwise shrouding the vast auditorium. Families with children of all ages filled the wooden benches, and here too traders plied bronze jewellery and leather goods around the perimeter.

—Trevor Watts, The Wire, 3/11

Friday, 2/18/11

We are all from everywhere . . .

—Mai Lingani

Burkina Electric (with Mai Lingani, vocals; Wende K. Blass, guitar; Pyrolator [Kurt Dahlke], electronics; Lukas Ligeti [son of composer Gyorgy Ligeti], electronics, drums)

Live, Middletown, Connecticut (Wesleyan University), 2010

#1

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#2

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Wednesday, 2/16/11

Comedy, like jazz, is an art of syncopation.

Lenny Bruce, 1959 (with Cannonball Adderly, saxophone; Bill Evans, piano; Teddy Kotick, bass; Philly Joe Jones, drums)

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(Yeah, I could do without all the extra blah-blah-blah, too.)

More Lenny? Here.

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radio

Today WKCR-FM (broadcasting from Columbia University) is remembering George Shearing, who passed away Monday at the age of 91, with a memorial broadcast that runs until 9 p.m. (EST).

Tuesday, 2/15/11

She’s going to be a big star someday.

Nneka, live

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Thursday, 2/10/11

Some music circles back on itself, over and over, slowing time.

John Luther Adams
(not to be confused with the other John Adams)

“In the White Silence,” 1998 (excerpt)/The Oberlin Contemporary Music Ensemble, Tim Weiss, conductor (2003 recording)

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“Red Arc/Blue Veil” for piano, percussion, and tape sounds (excerpt)/live, Kentucky (Lexington [University of Kentucky]), 2008/Clint Davis, piano; Charlie Olvera, vibraphone, crotales

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musical thoughts

Adams talks about his music

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I admire a radio station where you can’t be certain when you first tune in—as happened to me yesterday afternoon, while working, when I turned on WKCR-FM (broadcasting from Columbia University)—whether they’re playing a recording or having technical difficulties.

Monday, 2/7/11

You weren’t there Saturday (neither was I); but, hey, we’re here now.

North Mississippi Allstars (Luther [guitar] & Cody [drums] Dickinson [sons of the wonderful Jim Dickinson]), “Let It Roll,” “Ain’t No Grave,” live, Atlanta (Criminal Records), 2/5/11

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Keys to the Kingdom (new album)

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reading table

Country Fair

If you didn’t see the six-legged dog,
It doesn’t matter.
We did, and he mostly lay in the corner.
As for the extra legs,

One got used to them quickly
And thought of other things.
Like, what a cold, dark night
To be out at the fair.

Then the keeper threw a stick
And the dog went after it
On four legs, the other two flapping behind,
Which made one girl shriek with laughter.

She was drunk and so was the man
Who kept kissing her neck.
The dog got the stick and looked back at us.
And that was the whole show.

—Charles Simic

Simic reads this here, beginning at 2:08:

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Thursday, 2/3/11

Music, like people, comes in all kinds. Some is easy to embrace, some thorny. I wouldn’t want to live without either.

Milton Babbitt, May 10, 1916-January 29, 2011

About Time, Alan Feinberg, piano

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String Quartet No. 2, Composers Quartet

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His music can be playful, too.

Semi-Simple Variations, The Bad Plus

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If you know anybody who knows more popular music of the ’20s or ’30s than I do, I want to know who it is. I grew up playing every kind of music in the world, and I know more pop music from the ’20s and ’30s, it’s because of where I grew up. We had to imitate Jan Garber one night; we had to imitate Jean Goldkette the next night. We heard everything from the radio; we had to do it all by ear. We took down their arrangements; we stole their arrangements; we transcribed them, approximately. We played them for a country club dance one night and for a high school dance the next.

—Milton Babbitt