sounds of New York
Being & Becoming (Peter Evans, trumpet; Joel Ross, vibraphone, electronics; Nick Jozwiak, bass, electronics; Michael Shekwoaga Ode, drums), “My Sorrow Is Luminous” (Yanka Dyagileva, 1966-1991), live, New York, 2023
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A Word that breathes distinctly
Has not the power to die—Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), from 1651 (Franklin)
sounds of New York
Being & Becoming (Peter Evans [trumpets, compositions], Joel Ross [vibraphone, electronics], Nick Jozwiak [bass, electronics], Michael Ode [drums]), “Malibu,” live, New York, 9/10/23
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lagniappe
random sights
yesterday, Oak Park, Ill.

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Today, in celebration of the birthday of Nigerian Afrobeat legend Fela Kuti (1938-1997), it’s all Fela all day at WKCR (Columbia University).
sounds of New York
Being & Becoming (Peter Evans, trumpet, piccolo trumpet; Joel Ross, vibraphone; Nick Jozwiak, bass; Michael Shekwoaga Ode, drums), “Body and Soul” (1930; J. Green, et al.), live, New York (Sisters, Brooklyn), 8/25/22
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random sights
this morning, Oak Park, Ill.

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There are things
We live among ‘and to see them
Is to know ourselves’.—George Oppen (1908-84), from “Of Being Numerous”
sounds of New York
Being & Becoming (Peter Evans, trumpets, compositions; Joel Ross, vibraphone; Nick Jozwiak, bass; Savannah Harris, drums, percussion), New York, streamed 6/29/21
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It is in no sense
essentialthat this crown of leaves,
sifted by windas if turning over
some problem,is a gray-green
brightening into rust-redat the tips
or that its equivocations
fill this instantto the brim.
—Rae Armantrout (1947-), from “Making”
sounds of New York
Joel Ross Quartet (JR, vibraphone; Immanuel Wilkins, saxophone; Rashaan Carter, bass; Marcus Gilmore, drums), live, New York, 12/9/20
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lagniappe
random sights
yesterday, Chicago (office, Monadnock Building, painting by Gerard Fortuné)

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cartography is the strangest science today
as morning alters the fittings of the hour to form
shapes wholly new.–Xiao Yue Shan, from “in love as in tourism” (Poetry, 4/21)