Jazz--Delicious Hot, Disgusting Cold

First I will give you a really easy resource. If you happen to have Netflix and a source to stream it into your home (or you could rent it) get Ken Burn's Jazz and watch Episode 2 (might be 3 but I think it's 2). It's called The Gift and is about Armstrong. Some of the things I've mentioned here about his shaping of American song and American musical style is discussed in that episode by Wynton Marsalis, Gary Giddins, Gerald Early and Tony Bennet, among others.

Also if you get the Ovation television channel (we have it on DirectTV) they've beening running a special about Armstrong (might be a PBS American Masters thing). I've seen it advertised a few times in recent months. That addresses some of it, too.

If you want to read a very accessible (and recent) biography with lots of discussion about Armstrong's influence on popular song and American culture, Terry Teachout's Pops is a great read.

And here are a few short excepts from Gary Giddins great book, Visions of Jazz:

He [Armstrong] manifested the rhythmic gait known as "swing," transformed a polyphonic folk music into a soloist's art, established the expressive profundity of blues tonality, demonstrated the durable power of melodic/harmonic improvisation, and infused it all with an irreverent wit--for to enter the world of Louis Armstrong is, as Constance Rourke wrote of Whitman, "to touch the spirit of American popular comedy"

He was not a virtuoso in the conventional sense in that he did not play the conventional trumpet repertory. Yet the unrivaled brilliance of his sound, complimented by his economical style, transformed the instrument's timbre and range not only in jazz, but in symphony orchestras and dance bands. He popularized the trumpet's upper range and unknowingly set in motion a revised model for the mastery of playing lead in a brass section. His career was in its early stages when musicians began to covet his authenticity and power, mimicking his personal manner; pundits routinely likened him to Gabriel. Philharmonic orchestras that once favored concision now used a heavier vibrato (the conductor Maurice Peress recalled that when he studied trumpet his teacher made him listen to Armstrong records). Miles Davis said, "You know you can't play anything on the horn that Louis hasn't played--I mean even modern."

And one more tidbit from the same article:

Ultimately, his influence on popular and jazz vocal styles was no less sweeping than his impact on instrumentalists.


Another great source for this sort of information is Albert Murray's Stompin the Blues, probably some of his other writings, too, but that's the one I'm most familiar with. Murray is still around I think (and in his 90s) and has a long distinguished career as a jazz critic and biographer. He writes a lot about jazz and 20th century American culture. He is also the co-founder (with Marsalis) of the Jazz at Lincoln Center program.

You may not agree with these sources or with me, but I am far from the only person who believes this stuff. :)

:rose:
Well, I certainly don't disagree that Armstrong was hugely influential, both as a vocalist and trumpet player. That would be silly. The statement "...the way that sound has grown into popular American song, the style of singing, the way a song is constructed comes mainly from Louis Armstrong" seems like hyperbole to me, though (my emphasis). That depends in part on what one means by "popular American song," of course.

I'll try and take a look at the Ken Burns series. I don't watch TV much except for sports, so I missed it when broadcast.
 
Well, I certainly don't disagree that Armstrong was hugely influential, both as a vocalist and trumpet player. That would be silly. The statement "...the way that sound has grown into popular American song, the style of singing, the way a song is constructed comes mainly from Louis Armstrong" seems like hyperbole to me, though (my emphasis). That depends in part on what one means by "popular American song," of course.

I'll try and take a look at the Ken Burns series. I don't watch TV much except for sports, so I missed it when broadcast.

And I'd say you've chosen to see that statement as hyperbolic because you don't want to understand what all these people are saying, perhaps because you come at it with a different set of assumptions. But either way, I know you like jazz and the Burns series is really well done. Some have argued they didn't emphasize the right people in it, but the jazz community has always been divided, at every turn of its history.
 
Jazz fans poets; I knew there was something I wanted to recommend to you guys and I finally remembered.
The Rhythm Method, Razzmatazz, and Memory: How to Make Your Poetry Swing
Keith Flynn

It's pretty good and should be of interest.:)
 
If you Like the Harlem Nocturne, I am guessing you like orchestral sounding jazz. That means you'd probably dig some of Ellington's other more symphonic sounding pieces like Black and Tan Fantasy or the later (and brilliant imo) score he wrote for the film Anatomy of a Murder.

Are you familiar with Gershwin? Rhapsody in Blue and An American in Paris are his two most famous compositions, but he has other wonderful stuff like the Preludes and the Concerto in F. And Miles Davis' Birth of the Cool as well as his Sketches of Spain (which is based on Roderigo's Concerto for Guitar) and his version of Gershwin's Porgy and Bess are a pleasure to hear. In fact, people who do not recognize that jazz is America's Classical music might change their mind if they listened to this stuff!

I am standing by in case you'd like other jazz info. Consider me your go-to jazz girl. :D

(Senna Jawa knows his jazz, too. He would probably tell you to listen to Thelonious Monk.)

:kiss:

Love the soundtrack of Anatomy of a Murder, love Rhapsody in Blue. I will take these hints. I also love Caravan.
 
Jazz fans poets; I knew there was something I wanted to recommend to you guys and I finally remembered.
The Rhythm Method, Razzmatazz, and Memory: How to Make Your Poetry Swing
Keith Flynn

It's pretty good and should be of interest.:)

Oh bless you my dear Vee! I just got a copy of Pinsky's Sounds of Poetry, but this is so much more up my alley.

<scurries off to Alibris>

PS I adore Anatomy of a Murder, too. Johnny Hodge's saxophone especially lends that wonderful sort of noir film sound to it. Can't wait to hear your reaction to Miles' Porgy and Bess. I had never heard it (him doing P & B, that is), and discovered the cd one day in a discount rack at my local music shop. Took it home and played it and was blown away by it.

:kiss:
 
“Filles de Kilimanjaro” (Miles Davis)

Music like heat haze over
African savannah where
women dance under the mountain
breasts bared defiantly
their men hungry
made to wait.

Five men in New York think different things—
one seeing the dance, one
the beauty of breasts bouncing
another the thud of feet on earth
the fourth how hot it is
the last those men’s eyes.

They sweat like they were there
burning in that sun
surrounded by dancers
raptured in rhythm
lost in the haze of lust, finding
one song amidst many.
 
I last worked on this in 2007, so thought I'd air it out and see what I could do with it. :)

What Basie Knew

4/4 is the score.
There are places between.

A sweet spot moves
melody but rhythm
swings on your own beat
sloshing pumping synapse
snap and even your breath
in
and
out.

Your eyes track
and muscles twitch
with intention the breeze
might kiss your skin
the waxing moon
might pull your tides
twist back your hips
and ride on you.

You're a bagful of jazz, baby.
You've got to jump the blues.

This time the center holds
what Basie knew the cool
science space and waiting
crease that smirk half
to his ears before
he even moves.

A wreath
of smoke his cigarette
and squint. An ear cocked
one note
two shrugs
splank splank
smooth as oceans
round as records
spin the turn of many
timeless lines.
 
“Filles de Kilimanjaro” (Miles Davis)

Music like heat haze over
African savannah where
women dance under the mountain
breasts bared defiantly
their men hungry
made to wait.

Five men in New York think different things—
one seeing the dance, one
the beauty of breasts bouncing
another the thud of feet on earth
the fourth how hot it is
the last those men’s eyes.

They sweat like they were there
burning in that sun
surrounded by dancers
raptured in rhythm
lost in the haze of lust, finding
one song amidst many.

This is like a rich cup of coffee, smooth and complex. Lots of sensual associations that make me feel your words. :rose:
 
I last worked on this in 2007, so thought I'd air it out and see what I could do with it. :)

What Basie Knew
Just a comment, perhaps a caution, on the title—Poet Guy's first impression is that it is a takeoff on the title of Henry James's What Maisie Knew. The poem seems very different from James's story, at least to Poet Guy, so this is not a link that he would think benefits your poem.

Your opinion about this is the only important one, of course.

Anyway, just a comment.
 
Just a comment, perhaps a caution, on the title—Poet Guy's first impression is that it is a takeoff on the title of Henry James's What Maisie Knew. The poem seems very different from James's story, at least to Poet Guy, so this is not a link that he would think benefits your poem.

Your opinion about this is the only important one, of course.

Anyway, just a comment.
Forget it PG, I got burnt on the "Congo"
You can't account for all unintended of paper references.
 
Forget it PG, I got burnt on the "Congo"
You can't account for all unintended of paper references.

Should have used your sunscreen. :D

I never read What Masie Knew, not being a Henry James fan, so any association is purely coincidental. Anyway if I get real lucky and it is accepted for publication in a jazz poetry type place, I don't think it'll be an issue. I don't think it'll be an issue anyway because I'm still not happy with it and will continue to tinker before I submit it anywhere. :cool:
 
‘Round Midnight
(written by Thelonious Monk, performed by Miles Davis)

When you put the funny hat on your horn
you take Monk’s tune down
darker streets, into
darker bars where
Sinatra’s asking Joe
to set ‘em up and
Ella’s letting Billie
sob on her shoulder,
and you keep flexing your arm, trying
to keep the cramps from taking you
for the inevitable fix
in the dirty john.

‘Trane tries to take you up into
a major sunrise and you let him
run about a while, then bring him back
where he and it belong
--in the minor,
in the dark.
 
i don't know the musical pieces by name

but that doesn't seem to matter a tinker's cuss right now... friday, angiebaby, these are truly beautiful
 
but that doesn't seem to matter a tinker's cuss right now... friday, angiebaby, these are truly beautiful

Aw, that's sweet of you:) Angeline and I thought it would be nice to have somewhere to share our secret vice :D
 
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