… Most egregious example of inane gibberish disguised as jazz criticism goes to: Pat Metheny in his introduction to the DVD “Wes Montgomery live in 1965.”
He was an embodiment of the forward thinking improvising musician who looked with wisdom and curiosity into the heart of his own moment in time and played a music that commented upon the nature of that cultural moment through the prism that the sophistication of the form at its highest level mandates.
I would love to tie Metheny to a chair and force him at gunpoint to explain what he was trying to say. And why it couldn’t have been said in half as many words.
Methany views Music with the intelligence and vision of a enlightened veteran emboldened to comment on the most colorful of art forms without compromise or the mundane vocabulary more simple minded observers may be intimidated into employing in the part time literary enterprises they may find themselves invited to contribute.
Heh – John you should be writing the introductions to Jazz cds.
I hear they actually pay!
I think they call that shit “Liner Notes”.
I’m off work tonight. I’m gonna go eat Chinese food for lunch and sleep for twenty four hours.
I ate Chinese food for lunch and the MSG has had me wide awake since midnight.
Shit.
Yeah.
Drank some coffee and got real sleepy. Woke up around noon. Someone put drugs in my coffee! Can I have some more without the coffee? The donut was good, though.
Guess I kinda wasted my night off, huh?
You Lie! We no use MSG John Saleeby. You no longer welcome! Good Bye!
Chen Lo
Boy that Chen Lo (logged in as me) really busted your balls, John. I guess you better say good bye to Lemon Chocken. Haw!
That “Chocken” might look like a spelling error, but it’s really a subtle joke implying that their chicken wasn’t really chicken. Probably went over your head.
I just had a dream where I saw a Horror Movie Written by Stephen King and Animated by Matt Groenig. Parts of it were pretty scarey.