For non-musicians, the creative process can be something of a mystery. The composer has all of that training about melody, harmony, scales, time signatures, and chord progressions — and out of that the musical ideas are born…somehow. The truth is that while the process can indeed be opaque (sometimes even to the composer), it’s not necessarily loaded down with music’sRead More
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Many years ago, I made a mix tape specifically for use on long drives in my pickup truck. No, it was not filled with country music.
“There is something very personal to me in his music. The music understands me.”
The story of the Master Musicians of Jajouka is one of the most intriguing stories in music, and also quite possibly the longest-running one.
S. Victor Aaron’s Mid-Year Best of 2013 (Avant Garde and Experimental Jazz): Ben Goldberg, Ceramic Dog
In years past, I’ve called this the “whack jazz” list and this time we’re going to call it “avant garde and experimental jazz,” but any music that goes too far outside the bounds of convention gets lumped into its own category.
Mark Saleski’s Mid-Year Best Of 2013: Pat Metheny, Richard Thompson, E. Normus Trio, The Flaming Lips
It’s hot, it’s humid, it’s…almost July? Well, mid-year has once again snuck up on me. Time to recap the (fantastic) musical half-year that has apparently flown by.
This week I’m taking a break from the truly bizarre to have a short visit with the only moderately bizarre.
Something Else! sneak peek: Marc Ribot and Ceramic Dog, “Masters Of The Internet” from Your Turn (2013)
An assemblage of musicians the caliber of Marc Ribot, Ches Smith and Shahzad Ismaily usually signals that this is going to be seriously nerdy jazz, but Ceramic Dog is, in many ways, the exact opposite.
Whether you like the Beatles or not, their music can certainly take you to some interesting places — as reflected in our latest edition of Desert Island Discs.
Ultime Cosmos was not serious. At least, not serious in that We’re Wearing Nice Suits, We’re Going To Play Jazz kind of way. Heck, this wasn’t even jazz, not in spirit anyway.