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Thursday, March 16, 2006

Chagrined that I forgot International Ornette Coleman Day. Consoled myself by reading Devin’s beautiful post on the great Ornette’s music.


Simon has a lovely post on the spiritual ambition of ‘50s & ‘60s pre-minimalist classical composition, and how that is reflected in the stark modernist-art record jackets that sold the music, with lots of links to the beautiful old jackets. (He doesn't mention ‘50s & ‘60s modern jazz record covers, which are equally, beautifully modernist.)


Still writing poems, and thinking about how poems work. This terrific post on poetic sonics by Ange, and these observations on the poetic sublime by Josh Corey have been helpful.


Daphne is looking for some snarkiness about how much better things were 10/20/30/40 years ago. (No, really, she’s editing next year’s Da Capo “Best Music Writing” collection, a rockin’ honor -- I’m hopeful for her culling.)


Mr. Jumping Chocolate Pudding “read” one of his books to me this evening, which he had memorized. Then he read it again, getting everything exactly wrong. I laughed hard.

Slightly earlier, he got us going on a shouted punk medley of “The Alphabet Song,” “Twinkle Twinkle,” and “Bah Bah Black Sheep” (which all share the same melody), shouting hoarsely and beating the bed in hard, even quarter notes. I dug his beat and his approach, and he didn’t mind me jumping in and duetting.


Via mister bijou, providing yet another wrinkle on my old fave injunction to
keep on rockin’, Sisyphus’ Geology Website.

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