Entries for Mar 2017
Having my mind blown reading Ruqaiya Hasan!
I am not that young, not that old; but Soweto is younger; James Morton and Tommy Scott are younger still; and J-Life was possibly a few weeks old. We are playing JuJu. I am still finding my way through music, playing the instrument of the man who inspired me. And so I am waiting to solo rather than paying attention. I am remembering rules I had taught myself a few weeks ago: Shorter uses c minor (melodic, ascending), but on the b. Use the major seventh to ascend through the B section. I have not eaten. The Terry Gibbs sticks Orphy has given me for this song; they are so short (Hey Corey; use these on JuJu. I remember looking at them in wonder)! I am looking at the vibraphone. It's a large Sono—
I hear an mm.
I am suddenly paying attention to Daniel indicating to Jason, who is watching Soweto. I accompany, hitting accents where I can. The events are qui—
I am paying more attention. Soweto is really going for it now, but it seems that he is about to finish. use the melody I play a variation, but in the C section Darren and Daniel are applying pressure. I cannot ignore it. space; did I learn that from Miles; or Monk? I look at the vibraphone; and then I dive in—
there is so much
I have heard this described as switching the conscious mind off, but no, that is wrong. Everything switched on. And I know this because I remember that this was the day I met John Morris who was pianist in many of my groups for quite a few years. "There's knives in those vibes," he said.
This is a status update with an "in the office" image. Except that it's in a kitchen.
Here's an incomplete map of British and Irish jazz/improv venues.
AND: a good review (in German) of Sunshine! Quartet too!
I've been quiet because... well, PhD writing. It's more important to me than lots of other things.
That importance is not something that has crept up on me. I knew it would gradually take over; but I thought I had much more time. This was a mistake.
I am enjoying it, though.
The time spent on this—which I want to do—has made me realise how much time I have spent on things for other people while not properly thinking about myself.
It's been sobering. In the effort to be able to be helpful and adaptable, I think it is easy to forget to "spring back", to accommodate our own needs and selves; to be elastic rather than plastic.
That isn't to say that I'm a saint, because I'm really not. But I have been been stretched in different directions; and (perhaps appropriately) the PhD is giving me a focus on what I want to do that I'm not sure I've ever really had before.
I feel my focus as a musician is always fleeting. This is mainly because I never planned on being a musician.
But doing music has given me many ways of dealing with myself and others that I may not have found, had I done exactly what I wished or planned.
Put another way, the practice of music elasticised my thinking. But the working in music has plasticised my life.
I've put together a short list of the things I'm reading (or have read) for my doctorate.
The small harvest continues! Jasper Høiby tomorrow for Derby Jazz!