Back at Avatar remixing The Way. This time I brought the #buckminster (Taken with instagram)

Back at Avatar remixing The Way. This time I brought the #buckminster (Taken with instagram)

Dymaxion rabbit in Sacramento

Dymaxion rabbit in Sacramento

I read a profile of her once in which she talked about the black holes of outer space, not the soul. She told her interviewer the note that emanates from them is a deep and constant B-flat, a key she loves. She added, too, that a man who once played bass for her had synesthesia—meaning that when he played notes, he saw colors—and that when he played a B-flat what he saw was “very, very, very black.  Nell Boeschenstein on Emmylou Harris, in a piece for The Morning News that is about much more than Emmylou Harris (this is not to say that Emmylou Harris wouldn’t be a totally laudable focus for a reflective essay). (thx, Edith’s longreads!)
I read a profile of her once in which she talked about the black holes of outer space, not the soul. She told her interviewer the note that emanates from them is a deep and constant B-flat, a key she loves. She added, too, that a man who once played bass for her had synesthesia—meaning that when he played notes, he saw colors—and that when he played a B-flat what he saw was “very, very, very black.  Nell Boeschenstein on Emmylou Harris, in a piece for The Morning News that is about much more than Emmylou Harris (this is not to say that Emmylou Harris wouldn’t be a totally laudable focus for a reflective essay). (thx, Edith’s longreads!)

The emphasis here is on sound and rhythm. Once more I see how music is often little more than a distillation of the sonic world we all live in each day. Where do you hear music in your daily life?

laughingsquid:

Music Created From the Sounds of a Dry Cleaning Shop

I guess it’s like when you’re thinking of buying a red car, suddenly you notice how many red cars there seem to be on the road. No sooner do I blog about the possibility of jazz music videos than I stumble across this Gem from old pal and bass savant Dan Loomis, a member of my own band in days past.

As I watched it I kept thinking how much of jazz seems to be city music. It’s just hard to imagine folks living in the country making music that sounds like this. So full of hustle.

(WARNING: This video contains pooping)

I’m all about context these days and using non-musical mediums to help bring more meaning to the music itself. I’m also about music as a language—a form of communication between individuals.

Maurice Brown tackles both of these in this fun and clever music video of his song “Time Tick Tock” from his album The Cycle of Love. It’s a great realization of the musical dialog happening between the horns as they “bicker” back and forth. Then each horn solo explores the work-a-day narrative of each character in greater detail. Also notice how they deal with the piano solo.

This raises the question, “Why aren’t there more jazz music videos?” It might have something to do with Maurice’s hip-hop-esque showboating in the background. Still, the rest of the video kept me engaged throughout with tight storytelling both visually and musically. I see know reason why this couldn’t be expanded to other music, albeit with a slightly less MTV approach.

Nonetheless, kudos to Maurice and crew for getting out there and trying something new (to me at least).

All children are born artists. The challenge is to remain artists while we grow up. — Pablo Picasso

The Pied Piper Plays the Congas

  • Kay Hansen (Kezaezy) wrote:
  • We had a white rat. Whenever I took out my conga drums to practice, Lady J. would stand up on her hind legs and sway to the beat. She appeared absolutely mesmerized by the rhythm. When I stopped drumming, she stopped swaying. When I started up again, she started swaying again.
  • June 3, 2011 3: 26:24 PM EDT