tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post1517246811087416123..comments2024-03-10T23:01:51.493-05:00Comments on Stupid Motivational Tricks / Bemsha Swing: WyntonJonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09371893596402673898noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-56663816081279287132014-09-29T08:25:34.855-05:002014-09-29T08:25:34.855-05:00The weird things was that I forgot about the dream...The weird things was that I forgot about the dream until I saw your comment; then it all came back to me. <br />Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09371893596402673898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-7314099013968443992014-09-29T08:14:25.766-05:002014-09-29T08:14:25.766-05:00I don't recall ever having any jazz musicians ...I don't recall ever having any jazz musicians show up in my dreams!Andrew Shieldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02804655739574694901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-83584701655212828522014-09-29T08:13:28.825-05:002014-09-29T08:13:28.825-05:00In my dream the actual guy was there in the superm...In my dream the actual guy was there in the supermarket with his sax. Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09371893596402673898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-63554070461254520662014-09-29T08:12:28.042-05:002014-09-29T08:12:28.042-05:00Branford's playing can be heard in supermarket...Branford's playing can be heard in supermarkets much more often than Wynton's. After all, B played with Sting, and Sting's music gets played in supermarkets.Andrew Shieldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02804655739574694901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-74809152106351289992014-09-29T08:11:09.969-05:002014-09-29T08:11:09.969-05:00I know. I saw Branford play in my dream last nigh ...I know. I saw Branford play in my dream last nigh in a a supermarket. At first I thought he was Sonny Rollins but he was too young. Then I figured out he was Branford. Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09371893596402673898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-35748497616296275472014-09-29T08:06:20.008-05:002014-09-29T08:06:20.008-05:00(An aside: Branford's music is not cold!)(An aside: Branford's music is not cold!)Andrew Shieldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02804655739574694901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-7496152568338216582014-09-28T20:37:49.740-05:002014-09-28T20:37:49.740-05:00Wynton's music *is* cold, I feel. And I am fro...Wynton's music *is* cold, I feel. And I am from N.O.Leslie B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10020364290777579994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-82945515455838142022014-09-26T08:05:30.618-05:002014-09-26T08:05:30.618-05:00There were some solos I enjoyed by the sidemen, an...There were some solos I enjoyed by the sidemen, and I liked the process of analyzing my own reactions. The concert did not move me emotionally for the most part, and the audience clapped for solos but I did not hear oohs and aahs of frisson. I've listened to Marsalis play classical concerti also, on recordings. My daughter is at conservatory studying trumpet so I've analyzed various Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09371893596402673898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-4041000545422907312014-09-25T23:57:46.509-05:002014-09-25T23:57:46.509-05:00It's odd to speak of enjoying something that l...It's odd to speak of enjoying something that leaves you cold.<br /><br />I've heard some bits of playing from him that hinted at something livelier. But the intense conservatism and devotion to specific pre-polished surfaces is indeed hard to warm to. A teacher of mine epitomized this as "I play trumpet concertos" -- he took a stand deep in the territory of the heartless Vance Maverickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07477306994564623348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-91310273188791222672014-09-25T14:53:46.517-05:002014-09-25T14:53:46.517-05:00Can't resist adding this footnote:
"&quo...Can't resist adding this footnote:<br /><br />""If Lester Bangs were alive today, he'd know exactly why Miles Davis used to call Wynton* Marsalis 'the police'." (Ron Silliman)<br /><br />*See Andrew's comments in <a href="http://secondlanguage.blogspot.dk/2012/11/the-police.html" rel="nofollow">this post</a> for some context.<br /><br />(PS, yes, I was too vain Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04858865501469168339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-47338852656086749052014-09-25T14:51:52.816-05:002014-09-25T14:51:52.816-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04858865501469168339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055932257464975902.post-29043163001770549432014-09-25T13:10:00.626-05:002014-09-25T13:10:00.626-05:00I saw him in Basel a decade or so ago with the Lin...I saw him in Basel a decade or so ago with the Lincoln Center Jazz Orchestra. They played fantastic old charts by Fletcher Henderson and Mary Lou Williams (at least I remember her as the second arranger he was digging up). And they played them very well, but also as if they were covered with dust. Then they played a Wynton tune with a great chart, and they swung their asses off. It was almost Andrew Shieldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02804655739574694901noreply@blogger.com