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Saturday, January 5th

A wonderful drummer lifts everyone.

Wolfgang Muthspiel Quintet (WM, guitar; Ambrose Akinmusire, trumpet; Brad Mehldau, piano; Larry Grenadier, bass; Brian Blade, drums), “Father and Sun” (W. Muthspiel), live, Austria (Innsbruck), 2016

 

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random sights

yesterday, Chicago (near the Art Institute)

Monday, August 6th

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How many drummers say so much so softly?

Brian Blade & The Fellowship Band, live (studio), Seattle, 2016

 

Sunday, August 5th

sounds of Shreveport

Pastor Brady Blade Sr., Brian Blade & The Fellowship Band (Brian Blade, drums, et al.), Hallelujah Train, Shreveport Symphony Orchestra, “Let Your Light Shine on Me,” live, Shreveport, La., 2017

 

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other day, Monhegan Island, Maine

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Bring me the sunset in a cup –

—Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), from 140 (Franklin)

Sunday, April 5th

father & son

Pastor Brady Blade Sr. (with Brian Blade [guitar] and Mama Rosa), “Amazing Grace,” live, Shreveport, La., 1/30/15


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God’s Grandeur
by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

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random sights

last night, Nelson St. near Western Ave., Chicago

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Sunday, April 27th

Friday he was at a nightclub in Vancouver. Today he’s playing a different venue—his father’s Shreveport church.

Choir (with Brian Blade, drums), Zion Baptist Church (Brady Blade Sr., pastor), Shreveport, La., December 23, 2012

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celestial geese—
none of them come down
to my pine

—Kobayashi Issa (1763-1827; translated from Japanese by David G. Lanoue)

Friday, April 25th

only rock ’n’ roll

Black Dub (Daniel Lanois, guitar, vocals; Trixie Whitley, keyboards, vocals; Jim Wilson, bass, vocals; Brian Blade, drums), “Ring the Alarm,” live, Vancouver, 2011


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art beat

Danny Lyon (1942-), Four Boys, Uptown, Chicago (1965)

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Monday, June 17th

last night

He opened his show, at Chicago’s Old Town School of Folk Music, with this.

Daniel Lanois, “The Maker” (D. Lanois), live, Toronto, 2012*


*With James Wilson (bass), Brian Blade (drums).

Sunday, June 16th

father and son

Brian Blade (drums) & The Fellowship Band, with Brady L. Blade Sr. (vocals), “Amazing Grace,” live, Savannah, Ga. (2012)


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Some things endure. When my sons, Alex and Luke, were in grade school, I started a two-person “reading group” with each of them. We would read novels together, maybe one a month, alternating choices, and go out and talk about them over a meal. Alex is now twenty-five. This morning we’re going out for breakfast, where we’ll be talking about a short story by Richard Yates, “Oh, Joseph, I’m So Tired.” Of stories there is no end.

When Franklin D. Roosevelt was President-elect there must have been sculptors all over America who wanted a chance to model his head from life, but my mother had connections.

—Richard Yates (1926-1992), “Oh, Joseph, I’m So Tired” (first sentence)

Wednesday, April 3rd

Rock drummers trying to play jazz usually sound like, well, rock drummers trying to play jazz. Jazz drummers trying to play rock are no different; they typically sound like tourists pretending to be natives. This guy, no matter the idiom (rock, jazz, gospel, whatever), sounds right at home.

Brian Blade and The Fellowship Band, live, Chicago, 3/14/13

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Maybe we think that nirvana is a place where there are no problems, no more delusions. Maybe we think nirvana is something very beautiful, something unattainable. We always think nirvana is something very different from our own life. But we must really understand that it is right here, right now.

—Taizan Maezumi, Appreciate Your Life (2001)

Sunday, March 24th

They sounded so good last Sunday—let’s hear some more.

Pastor B. L. Blade with Daniel Lanois (guitar, vocals), Brian Blade (drums), et al.
“The Maker” (D. Lanois), excerpt (“Oh, river rise from your sleep.”)


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random thoughts

How strange it seems sometimes, like the other day in the shower, to have hands and feet.

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