Earlier I've written about the album Billie Holiday - Recorded from Carnegie Hall live but then I didn't know that it's a piece in a series called The Billie Holiday Story by Verve Records. Especially that's the one before the last one in the edition. I really love it, and listening to the samples of its neighbours, those also seem to be cool: containing her finest songs, in well constructed selections.
... and not just there but everywhere in the Northern hemisphere. Except Autumn leaves, Autumn in New York is the most famous jazz standard about the time of fall. In this song the lyrics isn't about the lost love and the sorrow, it's about the status when a big town is getting surrounded by a new, magical season. And because in NY everything is the most-most-most, autumn is also had to be wonderful there, and the song is an additional proof for it. It was written in 1934 by Vernon Duke and also performed by many musicians and singers.
Jazzstandard.com tells us "Vernon Duke’s composition was written for the 1934 showThumbs Up! and introduced by J. Harold Murray. Thirteen years later it rose to number 27 on the pop charts thanks to a fine vocal version by Frank Sinatra."
Autumn in New York
Why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York
It spells the thrill of first-knighting
Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
In canyons of steel
They're making me feel
I'm home
It's autumn in New York
That brings the promise of new love
Autumn in New York
Is often mingled with pain
Dreamers with empty hands
May sigh for exotic lands
It's autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
Lovers that bless the dark
On benches in Central Park
It's autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
Some albums on which you can hear it:
Ahmad Jamal Trio - Ahmad's blues
Billie Holiday - Lady in autumn - The best of the Verve years
Bud Powell - The amazing Bud Powell, vol. 2.
Buddy Defranco - Mr. Clarinet
Charlie Parker - Charlie Parker with strings -the master takes
Chet Baker Quartet - Jazz in Paris, vol. 53.
Dexter Gordon - Autumn in New York
Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong - Ella and Louis again
Frank Sinatra - Come fly with me
Jo Stafford - Autumn in New York and other classics
John Stetch - Heavens of a hundred days
Kenny Barron - New York attitude
Mel Tormé - Songs of New York
Phineas Newborn Jr - Phineas' rainbow
Shelly Manne - The three and the two
Sonny Stitt - Autumn in New York
Stan Kenton - Portraits on standards
Sun Ra - The Sun Ra Sextet at the Village Vaungard
Autumn is my fave season. Especially September. Then the colour of light changes, the dark yellow turns into pale yellow, the warmness decreases a little, and silence sets. Beautiful landscapes are being created then. And a new season gets new music in our minds, too. Autumn is for me about the revival of jazz and progressive rock, which I rarely listen to in the summertime. Soul's got to move into the background.
For example, as Septembers defeats August, I always listen to Cannonball Adderley's Somethin' else. On that album you can hear the best performance of the jazz standard, Autumn leaves. In the autumn I really like jazz standards. I recommend Billie Holiday's Recorded from Carnegie Hall live, that's cool for early autumn evenings, when the Sun disappears sooner and sooner each day. Horace Silver's Song for my father and Herbie Hancock's Maiden voyage are also connected to fall in my thoughts. The first because its cover and also the slight mysterious mood that crawls into the melodies and cause uncertainty, the second because that's really contemplative*. Coltrane's music has to be listened to again, too, starting with for ex. Ballads then heading on more serious pieces. I'll also pick Chick Corea and Return to forever's Light as a feather, and of course, the season autumn, more precisely the colder, darker kind of it is also the ECM season, as I called it earlier. But the transition between summer and winter isn't only about people turning inside and becoming contemplative, more silent, and calmer. The calmness often walks with doubt, uncertainty hand in hand, and that side of autumn is represented by progressive rock for me. I think about King Crimson's Lizard, Islands, Emerson, Lake & Palmer's ELP, some Pink Floyd albums...
* "Autumn in poetry has often been associated with melancholy. The possibilities of summer are gone, and the chill of winter is on the horizon. Skies turn grey, and people turn inward, both physically and mentally." (Wikipedia)
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. (John Keats - To autumn (first verse))
Summer just walked in - but I didn't realize it, because the weather is very strange in Hungary. But if I glance at the calendar I can remember that in one simple moment the 31st of May turned to the 1st of June and yes, that was the first day of summer. It's always an important day to me: the first and last days of each season. Now I just slipped into the summer. I regret.
But we don't have to wait long, summer will be here in its whole reality, and I can't help proposing albums which are connected to this season in my mind.
I love jazz standards. I love their melancholic mood, their simple but expressive lyrics about well-known emotions, their ever-green property, the countless performances of them. This feeling reaches me very often, and I wanted to know more about these songs, more than its lyrics and nice melodies. The stories behind, the circumstances of their birth, the authors' thoughts. Jazzstandards.com helps me of course but I prefer reading in books, not on web. This site helps in this, too, because it offers a big range of books on this topic. With the help of Amazon's Look inside! function I chose the most interesting ones and maybe I'll read one of them in the summertime this year.
Listening to classic American popular songs
This book will be read by musicians because its main feature is sheet and lyrics of twenty-three well-known songs, like I've got you under my skin, Autumn in New York, Come rain or come shine, etc. It also gives some knowledge about harmony, melody and rhythm in the first part of the book, and you can listen to the songs as well on the cd attached to the book.
The NPR's curious listener's guide to popular standards
The main advantage of this book is that it doesn't only write about 100 songs, it also describes the songwriters, the performers, it defines the meaning of it and shows the whole evolution of this style.
The Great American Songbook: Stories of the standards This book tells us the stories of the standards and their writers, such as: Night and day: Cole Porter, The way you look tonight: Jerome Kern and Dorothy Fields, Kind of blue, So what: Miles Davis - and many more (up to 29). It also presents songs which haven't got lyrics but became very, very famous.
America's songs: The stories behind the Songs of Broadway, Hollywood, and Tin Pan Alley
It's like a history textbook: the chapters are periods of time (1910-1919, 1920-1929, ... , 1970-1977) and they are divided into years - with interesting, illustrative photos.
More: American Popular Song: The great innovators, 1900-1950 The American popular ballad of the Golden Era (1924-1950)
There are a lot more but you wouldn't choose... and I didn't show the books which concentrate on only one writer.
I was just thinking about what to listen to in this rainy and grey spring afternoon, and my decision happened to be ideal for this mood.
This special concert recording features short excerpts from Billie's autobiographical book, Lady sings the blues read by a narrator with a perfect voice which is absolutely suitable on this album, I reckon. I immediately peeked into it at Amazon and maybe I'll read it in the summertime.
With a cup of tea on the window sill I was staring out the window, daydreaming about what was and what will be and the beauty of music, while the rain was heavily knocking the glass in front of me. It was beautiful, indeed - music has a power like nothing, it starts thoughts in your head and writes on. On this album Lady Day sings the famous Lady sings the blues, Body and soul, Yesterdays, I cover the waterfront while we can peek into the interesting segments of her life. Lady sings the blues... yes, that's totally true. With her hoarse singing voice the ballads are very impressive and she absolutely lives the songs - and takes in them her pain, memories and desires. The older quality is ice on the cake.
I cover the waterfront:
The album inspired me and I watched another videos from her on YouTube, here are two songs: Autumn in New York, Good morning heartache (I'm looking forward to write about these two songs in the section standards, this year it will surely happen).
Mom and Pop were just a couple of kids when they got married. He was eighteen, she was sixteen, and I was three.
I was a woman when I was sixteen. I was big for my age, with big breasts, big bones, a big fat healthy broad, that's all. So I started working out then, before school and after, minding babies, running errands, and scrubbing those damn white steps all over Baltimore.
But whether I was riding a bike or scrubbing somebody's dirty bathroom floor, I used to love to sing all the time. I liked music. If there was a place where I could go and hear it, I went.
When I first heard the samples of this album on the internet, I wan't interested at all. It was strange to hear Coltrane playing in this style - but he felt its opposite when he was also said by others to be the best of the angry tenors as we can read on the original cover, which Impulse kept when it released it in the newer Impulse originals series.
The title perfectly and simply describes what we'll hear: ballads. Beautiful standards... 1. Say it (over and over again)
2. You don't know what love is
3. Too young to go steady
4. All or nothing at all
5. I wish I knew
6. What's new
7. It's easy to remember
8. Nancy (with the laughing face) ...which are good to hear again and again any times - that's why they're standards and get famous and have stayed alive. I think there's a few people who these songs don't take effect on. So to angry tenors he answered: I guess, they say that because I play the horn hard. Now he proves his abilities to this style, too, and maybe it was a need himself as well to do something lighter than his real, deeply serious music. It's a fanatastic album for silent and sensitive moments. Unfortunately it's only a little bit longer than half an hour, but it is worth to hear.
Gene Less writes about Coltrane the following: Coltrane is, as a matter fact, one of the gentlest and quietest people I've met in jazz. And, two or three years ago, he was just about the shyest. Now that he has become a study in effusive cameraderie. But he has emerged considerably from that cocoon of quiet in which he lived his off-stage life. He talks more now, he laughs more readily, he seems more assured.
A long time passed by since I last heard Chet Baker's thin voice and trumpet play - so hearing it again was fascinating. On this collection (Deep in a dream - The ultimate collection) he sings, plays and there are two short songs which are only singing: Blue room and Spring is here, these are nice colour patches on the album. Though I don't like collections or "best of" albums, this was created very well. The My funny Valentine vocal and its instrumental version opens and closes the album, making a nice frame to it, and the songs are in perfect harmony: slow and faster (like Summer sketch and Let's get lost), peaceful and melancholic (like Little girl blue and Alone together) melodies with different arrangements - but this doesn't make you feel confused, it makes the album multi-coloured and exciting. Shortly, it's a very nice collecting work and a portrait about Chet's sides.
Today I saw a Sex and the city episode in which Carrie's first Vogue article is unsuccesful and an elder collegaue comforts her while a jazz cd is being played in the background. He tells her that The only one who's sadder than you now is Billie Holiday. He could have said Chet Baker, too. Though it's another kind of sadness - a daydreaming, slowing, nostalgic sadness mixed with peace, and rarely delight... he really does it from his heart; he couldn't do in an other way. Listen to The wind below, one of the best songs on this album.
It was precisely one year ago when I wrote the first blog post of my life. Since I didn't know anything about it, I continued... and liked writing very much, so it turned out that this would be a blog where one or two posts appear every week. Now it's over eighty but it still contain so little amount of good music which I know, so I hope this blog will stay alive for years.
That first post was about John Coltrane's Alabama. Then it took an incredible effect on me, and it hasn't changed till today. It's in my top5 ever-heard songs (man, that's quite a good topic for a new post).
If the standard says it might as well be spring, I'll say it might as well be summer - at least here, in Budapest, where I live. Spring has arrived very quickly and everything started to live again.
I've known this album for approximately one year. It gave me some very fine moments and also inspiration to my own music. As we could get used to it Quincy adapts movie themes and the songs are supported by clever and cool arrangements. Summer in the city is the slow-midtempo intro song which gives the album a fine start. It broadcasts something warm, something mysterious which remains at least until the half of the album. There something happens, the arrangement becomes wilder, somehow harder and funkier. It is Stevie Wonder's Superstition which changes the mood. But my favourite song is Tribute to A.F. which starts with a perfect daydreaming-melody and evolves into a very nice and loose music with cosy lyrics. To sum up, it's the second best album of Quincy's behind Smackwater Jack. And the harmonica player is not else as Toots Thielemans.
Daydreaming and I'm thinking of you Daydreaming and I'm thinking of you Hey baby let's get away let's go somewhere far...
Music is somehow more than other arts. I think it's the most undescribable kind of art, that's what we talked about with my friend approximately a week ago. When you hear one of your favourite music, you don't just say "it's really, really cool", but you feel something, something of fullness, which effect is "the world cannot be so dark as I see it in other moments". Somehow everything gets to its right place. And it's a fantastic power of this art.
Eberhard Weber's Little movement album did the same with me this morning. As the sun shined into the room at the middle of the day, in the silent deepness of the moveless winter, the room has been filled with something... some kind of new atmosphere. The most exciting thing on this album is the piano-flute melody in the first piece, The last stage of a long journey. It has an extremely strange nostalgic and expressive effect, which I hear and say "that's something for which it's worth to live". And it's a serious sentence, I think. After it, Bali has a repetitive mood, again with beautiful melodies.
Little movements is unfortunately out of press, so it's a rarity and hard to get. eBay can help you, if you want an original one, but the rarity has its price as well. And, as ice on the cake, it has a very nice cover, designed by Maja Weber.
Eberhard Weber made many albums for ECM, many with his keyboardist cooperate Rainer Brüninghaus (read about one of his albums, Continuum). They can make very expressive and qualitative things together.
Let me show you which radio I think the best in my country. It's name is "Tilos", which means "forbidden", an underground little channel which has a rough history. Starting in a state of "almost-dying" and many times "vegetating" but Tilos survived everything and remains a nice piece of underground culture. The music broadcasted varies amongst a wide range of styles: from electronic / drum 'n' bass / hip-hop through experimental psychedelic songs to world / jazz music you can find everything. And it's a miracle of the new century that you can hear it from another country, too by the possibility of web radios.
It's always a great pleasure to hear new music, music which isn't really similar to other music. I know it seems to be impossible, but music is the kind of art which always keeps new potential in itself and something more to show. I mean, there are undescribable thoughts in our minds, or call them feelings, which you can truly live whilst listening to a song and say: yes, that's it. Somehow it reaches our soul.
Osibisa did the same with me this morning. This music shows the power of nature, emotions of the world which differ by folks and nations - and now it's the African way of expression. Translated from Ghanaian, Osibisa means "criss-cross rhythms that explode with happiness". And you can feel it very well: this music is the fruit of happiness, the happines of playing music, the happiness of living and the world which surrounds us. Besides their well-known songs, like Sunshine day and Welcome home, this album deserves at least the same attention.With the black chorus singing, with the cool and loose rhythms they created one of the most important meanings of music: to add beauty to the world. Maybe music roots in the world, and because of this it just shows its beauty, but I'm sure that it also creates beauty. Beautiful seven makes you feel The world around you. Woyaya makes you feel You live inside it.
There are some albums which we listen to almost only on one day in a year, for example on Christmas day. Christmas cookin' - a nice black-mood title for a sweet, loose album. I use this word in the following way: the songs are played in the possible maximum loosy way. They just float, keep us calm and hunt for joy - yes, we can feel that this music is a result of some kind of happines and feeling good-mood. This happiness is paired with the silence and deepening of Christmas. Just to mention the most famous ones: Jingle bells, Silent night, Greensleeves. Silent night, like other songs on this album got a serious, celebrational frame, and after the start the songs bravely change to joy in one moment - provided by Jimmy's singing melodies.
Greensleeves is a traditional English song which can be found even in the 16th century literature memories. There's a legend about that it was written by Henry VIII for his lover and future queen consort Anne Boleyn. Boleyn allegedly rejected King Henry's attempts to seduce her and this rejection may be referred to in the song when the writer's love "cast me off discourteously". There is, however, no available evidence that King Henry did in fact compose "Greensleeves", which is probably Elizabethan in origin and based on an Italian style of composition that did not reach England until after his death. You can hear it on the following albums, too: John Coltrane - Africa/brass, Kenny Burrell - Guitar forms.
Baby, it's cold outside is an American pop duet composed by Frank Loesser. In the vocal version the female voice in the song is called "The Mouse" and the male "The Wolf." The lyrics consist of his attempts to convince her to stay with him at the end of a date; her indecisive protests reveal that although she feels obligated to go home, she is tempted to stay, partially because, as the title suggests, "It's cold outside.".
It was precisely a little bit more than two years ago: I was surfing on the internet when I saw a little nice feature on www.nasa.gov, the NASA Calendar. Interesting things on the sky, anniversaries of old historical events, etc... and, on the 22th of December, I saw the following subtitle: Prepare for a long night. I was totally amazed. Like a child, it perfectly fit in my season- or everyday-rituals, which sometimes are celebrated only in my soul, and doesn't have any physical effect. I think everyone has this sort of of rituals. The longest night... isn't it fantastic? When anything can happen, when man sinks into his deepest thoughts, in that deepest night, which doesn't want to be over.
The thought didn't leave me, and, with my friend we played songs just for fun that time, besides our "real" music activities. We called it Jules & Cakkos project, I won't describe it, why. As you can see on the myspace page, we only made four songs which are gathered on an ep, called Virginia creeper. We can't sing, but sing in Prepare for a long night, and Madár úr. An interesting thing: no one likes the first, but everybody the second one. That's all, this project has been over for a long time. The low "plays" numbers are because we uploaded the songs again not a long time ago. I hope you'll enjoy it. And don't forget about your own rituals in life.
Popular jazz may not be the topic where you have seen Pharoah Sanders' name, he made music in other "spheres": the spheres of Coltrane, Ornette Coleman, Sun Ra, and others.
Thembi is an album with many colours and desires to show things from this world, things which are hidden or things simply from nature - expressing them in its pure reality and sometimes in a wild, almost animalistic way. As we can read on the inner cover:
This album is dedicated to, and named after, Thembi Sanders. Thembi is an abbreviation of Nomathemba, which is an African Xhosa name, meaning hope, faith and love. Thembi is all hope, faith and love to Pharoah Sanders.
The album starts with the soft-sounding, pulsating Astral traveling, a piece by Lonnie Liston Smith (he also has an album titled Astral traveling, but now in this blog you can read a review about the album Renaissance). As Sanders's melody comes in, we can feel its ancient meaning, and some kind of piece in it. Its ambient, echoing atmosphere suddenly breaks when the second track opens: Red, black & green. Now it's something which is hard to write about. The completely free, vivid and harassed starting can be felt as the forces of the universe may struggle with each other, or all of the little movements of it become quickly loud. These hoarse brass sounds and huge drums later change: the chaos declines and something evolves out from it. It comes from behind it, under it or just one little melody gets the main role: the world shows some sort of system, piece and harmony. The music becomes a flowing journey amongst all of the emotions in the universe, amongst three colours which maybe describe everything: red, black & green. This song in music has an important meaning for me. As we go on, we mee the lighter Thembi with its cool rhythm and Sanders' fine melody again. But the album still keeps more secrets: Love, a bass solo by Cecil McBee, which is also a notable point on this album. The melody is slightly painful and lamenting, but rather woolgathering - I love when in a jazz song the other musicians get silent and one gets the main role and play a solo: then he uses his instrument in other way and shows its other abilities, makes experiments with it. Cecil McBee makes interesting slides and sometimes he let the bass' strings twang. At the end he changes to bow and the music leads through the last two tracks which make a nice frame on this album, it starts with a similar melody to Astral traveling. As we reach the end, everything becomes really vivid and animalistic, we can hear noises similar to nature's own noises which increase the character of this special atmosphere.
I should have written this post at least a month ago, but I don't have too much time nowadays. It will change soon.
So the ECM Season... what's this? Just that sort of things which lives in my mind, and I think about it as "something which is coming", "something which is worth to wait". As the weather turns cold and dark, the nights lengthen, people get in a mood when they would like to hear music which is more serious, I mean it stands on a higher and more complex musical quality, or has a contemplative side. Autumn comes and soon passes by to give its way to the long, long and dark winter. Sometimes we feel it wouldn't like to be over, it wants to stay here forever. But autumn, the beautiful season has another kind of special moods, which I told you a few times earlier in this blog. This special feeling takes great effect on you but as autumn goes ahead, the weather gets colder and the colours less colourful, the contemplative side and passing-by mood appears immediately. It's something which we have felt in our minds for a very long time, and maybe got stronger by poems, films, and childhood memories.
So this time has a special kind of music, too. The German label ECM can perfectly fit these desires with its special styled covers and great, fantastic, sometimes strange music. Let me show you a few notable albums.
John Abercrombie & Ralph Towner - Sargasso Sea
Art ensemble of Chicago - Full force
Chick Corea - Return to forever
Eberhard Weber Colours - Little movements
Oregon - Oregon
Colin Walcott, Don Cherry, Nana Vasconcelos - CoDoNa
Rainer Brüninghaus - Freigeweht
Niels-Henning Orsted Pedersen - Those who were
Later you will see reviews of these albums here. Visit the record's website: http://www.ecmrecords.com/, where you can download their new catalogue, too.
I haven't known him, and it was a nice surprise. On an autumn morning it took a good effect on me. It's a normal jazz album, and I use this word as it doesn't have any extremity, it doesn't want to be "very somelike", etc. Normal, but from a closer view maybe nothing is normal. Jazz pieces, alternating in moods, of course, delightful songs to deeper kind of melodies. Yes, this album has other sides as well. Let's hear the third track, Make sure you're sure or We had a Sister for instance, which are quite interesting with its uncertain beauty, and a meaning which comes from another sphere. Starting with Pat Metheny's guitar part, and the first saxophone sounds set the atmosphere effectively. After it, the beautiful melancholy/mystery takes its place for the cool The deserving many. This kind of quartet works very well on this album: saxophone, guitar, bass and drums. Redman's saxophone playing adapts to the character of the songs very well, perfectly functionally, and the quartet shows different pieces of life, a colourful, delightful mass. The album also presents us with two live songs at the end of it.
So is this album a normal album? Does a normal album exist? In its unnormal normality, it has its own perfection. A nice piece of music, which can be soothing on an uncertain dark late-autumn afternoon.
It seems that nowadays I always get to concerts which may be the last chance for me. Chick Corea will come perhaps a few more times, but McCoy Tyner... I don't think so. Or Kraftwerk... so who knows, in a bad case, this was the last - but my newest unforgettable memory.
After the revival of Return to forever in 2008, their world tour was so succesful and great event for them, they established a trio, at the piano: Chick Corea, at the bass: Stanley Clarke, and at the drums: Lenny White. It's a quite interesting idea, because the trio plays the older jazzrock/fusion songs more softly, but this ability is highly recommended for other songs, for example standards.
The concert was excellent. We could see a real trio. Trio is always an interesting thing and can be fascinating, too, because sometimes they can create everything. Every mood, every sound, every point on the hard-soft line, and none of the trios is the same. They are all different. So Corea, Clarke and White are very accustomed to each other, it was felt very well. They played Rtf songs, Chick Corea songs, and standards as well, so the palette was exciting. I hope that our concert will be soon uploaded to the setlists/photos menu on http://www.ccwtrio.chickcorea.com/ which is the band's website. Here you can find more photos which are very expressive for me and almost talk about the atmosphere of the concerts. The last song is always Spain, one of Corea's most known pieces. There was a part in it when the audience were humming to the melody he played.
Let me stay at the previous topic, because now I don't have to wait for a long time to have a real own flat. One night, on the day before yesterday, I was listening to this album, the lights were low in my room, and I got in a loose mood. Music which was produced by afro-americans usually has this sort of effect. In that mood, I continued my imagination in my mind, about that I have a big room, with big windows - with a great view to the city. If these parameters were true and the music were playing in the night, I won't long for anything else at that actual moment.
This album from 1977 can quickly pick you out from the greyness of weekdays and can create an exotic atmosphere around you. You'll feel that you're inside the music. Seven songs, famous pieces by Lonnie (don't get confused, there's an other Lonnie Smith - without Liston, he was a jazz organ player), but the album isn't too long. As I listened to other albums I realized that there are some well-known tracks by him which always repeat on the albums, except few other - shortly, one song can be heared on more albums.
When I saw its cover for the first time, I thank immediately that it must be... something cool, extraordinary, or something "very". The cover shows a whole attitude to life. I talked about the afro-american airiness: this pairs with a deep singing voice which flows ahead with the music. By its exciting arrangement these two make a culturally/musically notable event. His soft, phased and distorted elektrik piano sounds, the clanking bells, the brass section, which don't want to be loud, the rhythmic percussion patterns and a lot more keeps our attention alive very well. There's no more to say... Exotic. Transcendental. Standing high on the hill.
5 minutes before lying down... just enough time to discover something new from this world. This is a blog of music reviews and commendatories. Amongst the labels you find mostly record labels, genres and there are some posts which match to one of the seasons - these are the labels which start with the word "season". I won't help you in downloading.
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There are music of course which can be connected not only to one, but two adjacent seasons, and music which is "out of these categories". This classification is mostly based on my mind, my experiences, lyrics and song titles.
THE CALENDAR is a long project by me: a 365 day - 365 album review calendar where every day has an album to listen to. It will be ready in a few years' time. Until that time I make year-calendars. The first one is coming at the end of February, 2010.
Music is a very elusive media, which goes around you, above you, and under you. First you get to know it by hearing, you just draw to it. This meeting is very pleasant, then you'll live your whole life by chasing the melody. Soometimes you think you've just got it, you reach out your hands, but you only grab a little part of it. The others hear it, and say: Yes, this is the end. Well, you know, this is the end for sure, but not the total end. So you continue it, because you want more of this thing. So you chase the melody again. You lie down and wake up with it. You're always on the track of something.
About music (Kraftwerk)
- What kind of music do you hear? - We hear only Sounds.
About music (John Coltrane)
I would like to bring to people something like happiness. I would like to discover a method so that if I want it to rain, it will start right away to rain. If one of my friends is ill, I'd like to play a certain song and he will be cured; when he'd be broke, I'd bring out a different song and immediately he'd receive all the money he needed.
5MBLD's top5 jazz standards
1. Summertime
2. Good morning heartache
3. Autumn leaves
4. Autumn in New York
5. Lil' darlin'
