ConZu..Until we meet again hold this piece…Every time I hear it I feel your presence.Dad xx
“Between the dark, heavily laden treetops of the spreading chestnut trees could be seen the dark blue of the sky, full of stars, all solemn and golden, which extended their radiance unconcernedly into the distance. That was the nature of the stars. and the trees bore their buds and blossoms and scars for everyone to see, and whether it signified pleasure or pain, they accepted the strong will to live. flies that lived only for a day swarmed toward their death. every life had its radiance and beauty. i had insight into it all for a moment, understood it and found it good, and also found my life and sorrows good.” -Hermann Hesse
Second time out on themusicologist. One of my PRIMARY tunes.
One more time Cincinnati…
“I wish my baby would come and tell me…..”
“Sometimes, ‘the Lord’ just takes blessed people because they’ve filled their purpose early. Everyone plays their own song. They sing their story to the world and leave behind a melody of memories. Sometimes… their song is cut short and ends too early. But that doesn’t mean their music was any less sweet or that they left any less of an impression.”
Hold My Baby’s Hand – James Brown & the Famous Flames
“The eruption of feelings and emotions that follows a near-death experience, or any event that causes us to stop and look deeply at the reality of our lives, is ripe with the potential for insight & clarity.” – Allan Lokus
“There’s little of the melancholy element in her: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.”
Memories of you ConZu. Rest in Peace until we meet again x
Ain’t No Love In The Heart Of The City – Bobby Bland
“Dimensions are limitless; time is endless. Conditions are not invariable; terms are not final. Thus, the wise man looks into space, and does not regard the small as too little, nor the great as too much; for he knows that there is no limit to dimension. He looks back into the past, and does not grieve over what is far off, nor rejoice over what is near; for he knows that time is without end. He investigates fullness and decay, and does not rejoice if he succeeds, nor lament if he fails; for he knows that conditions are not invariable. He who clearly apprehends the scheme of existence does not rejoice over life, nor repine at death; for he knows that terms are not final“. – Zhuangzi (Chuang Tzu)
This transcendental performance [of Tchaikovsky’s 1875 piece] by MASTER Zinnikov has been ‘taking me to the mountain’ since last we met. It is cuts like these that have and do help me make it through the darkest nights and authentically lift my troubled soul from the darkest depths..
Words alone could NEVER do it justice…I begs yah to turn up, tune in and let the spirit fly
“after music that which comes to closest to expressing the inexpressible is..music” [Aldous Huxley]
back in the ‘nubag’ saddle. RASCAL of a year so far but ‘che sera‘. As we roll, HOLD this BOSS, BURIAL, Crescent City, piece of urbane musicology from the pioneering, majestic Little Richard. Recorded, of course, at (Father) Cosimo Mattassa’s studio. The ONE and only spot to record for Cats who knew what it was..is..and will always be about.
The image is one of an (in)famous street in the heart of MY ‘town’ .. London. Where me and the ancestors have been roaming and rolling since, (at least) the 1700’s.
First outing on themusicologist for the multi talented Troy ‘Trombone Shorty’ Andrews a cat who was BORN and RAISED with brass in his mouth.
“So advanced was he that, at the age of EIGHT, a club in the city’s Tremé district, where he was born and raised, was named Trombone Shorts in his honor”. – Thom Jurek
This 2011 cut is highlighted from the ‘Backatown’ set which features, (among others), one of Nola’s GREATEST urbanemusicologists the majestic Allen Toussaint whose first, (credited), production the 1960 recorded mod/ern/ist R&B classic ‘Ooh Poo Pah Doo’, (musicology #334), was for Troy Andrews’ grandfather, (Jesse Hill).
“What we tried to do with the record is capture what we do live and then just tighten it up a little bit, make it translate on record. Live, we may come across some stuff and jam on it, but the record brings it in and focuses on what we needed to do. We worked hard and we didn’t rush it. I think we alright with this one.” – Troy Andrews
Majestic piece from the mighty Lloyd ‘Bullwackie’ Barnes featuring the lilting, sufferers vocals of Junior Delahaye.
Maximum respect due to all the sufferers, rebels, nuwave navigators and knowledge hustlers who feel the vibrations of a changing world. Continue to spread/share the ‘wealth’ as you crawl, walk, run along the way.
long time comrades in, (musical), arms of the ‘project/diary/soundtrack’ will know that for me Sidney Bechet is one of the GIANTS of improvisation/jazz/recorded music etc.
One of the MASTERS of the art that I have been blessed enough to have stumbled across along ‘the way’. Apprentice’ and Journeymen are in abundance. Masters are few and far between.
Second time on themusicologist for this one..if i was asked “what is music?” i would pull this one out. listen to Bechet blow and how he drives the intensity, demanding that the other cats on the session step up.Which, of course, they do.
Had me nut down over the past few weeks studying for an exam I sat on Friday.
the incredible drawing is by the legendary, pioneer of contemporary neuroscience, Ramon y Cajal. Pathologist, histologist, neuroscientist, and Nobel laureate, (not to mention artist).
MIGHTY piece of heavyweight instrumental Ska from it’s, for me, greatest collective, the Skatalites. No need for me to wax about them too tough as they are well known and greatly appreciated. Suffice to say that this piece, produced by the majestic Vincent ‘King’ Edwards and delivered by the cream of the islands urbanemusicologists IS Ska. Simply put these are the musicians who ‘invented’ and created Jamaican music after 1962.