Chagal4's Blog

When I listen to jazz it’s always a mystery. I never know where it’s going to take me even if I’ve heard the piece a dozen times. I started listening to jazz when I was around fourteen…i mean really listening. I was also into rock and roll and Elvis and Jerry Lee Lewis and Fats Domino. Where I grew up, radio was king and we had two of the best music stations in the world. Motown was fifteen miles from my front door…on a warm summer night you could hear it without a radio (uh…no). So music was right there in the air…around the edges there was folk music. I thought it was mainly for college pussies…blowing in the wind. But I learned to like some of it and Joan Baez led me to Dylan and that was a revelation. I remember hearing the MJQ (look it up) in maybe 1956 and then Brubeck and the flood gates on a whole new language opened. It was a damn shame that rock and roll blew a lot of jazz greats into a corner but it was a revolution that couldn’t be stopped. Jazz in the meantime also grew and changed and you only needed to follow Miles Davis or Roland Kirk or Charles Mingus  to see how deep the well was and still is. Wynton Marsallis…bless the man. In the end…I came to love all sorts of music. It enriches my life and feeds my heart and soul. Some days it’s Guns and Roses and some days it’s Oscar Peterson…or Lenny Brau. Today it was Frank Sinatra and Dave Brubeck. I got some of those wireless Bose head phones…damn…those things are the bomb. I can dance again without tying my ass up.

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