The Red Light Lounge

[champagne1982]

I've been here too long in some ways, and not long enough otherwise. I have established that sense of family and community most of us speak of. I feel I can tell you about the horrors of facing life-altering surgery, the joys of loving someone that you're inspired to write better love poetry for them than you'd ever find in Hallmark cards and the pain of losing a friend to death, but sadly, I can't tell you everything because in some small corner of my mind sits the fact that all of my conversation with you, is visible to the world.

Sadly, there are freaks in that world, and that scares me. For what it's worth, though, I try to be bold and emotionally true to every word I post.

No point in hiding from family... they know what you eat and what you're allergic to.

 

[Tzara]

No point in hiding from family... they know what you eat and what you're allergic to.

That's why God invented pseudonyms, my dear. And why I am seriously considering using one.

Of course, we are all pseudonymous here, but if one ventures out into the Real World, there are potential consequences from too much honesty.

I am sometimes thinking that I really don't want my Mom googling me.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I just googled you

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I just googled you

Somehow you make that sound really dirty.

I like that about you.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

slurp ..... mmm nice

 

[Tzara]

I just googled you

Well, I google at you all the time.

Not the same thing.




I have the advantage of having a (relatively) common name. So there are like some whole swell bunch of people of oddly varying backgrounds who will rank higher on Google's Secret Priority List than me.

Thank God.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*having a Moment*

actually on topic with the thread, even

this just happened to come onto the stereo at the shop.


god-daaamn.... *groovin'*
Someone slow-dance with me or I will seriously explode.

bj



eta:

*collapsing in hysterics*

alright, alright, I will join the cult. I will fuck to jazz. I tried to resist, for years, but I can't. Have mercy, please. But jazz like this, okay? Cause it just came on too. I'm in physical pain, here.

*uncontrollable sobbing and writhing.*

 

[Tzara]

Here's the orchestral, and kind of boring version. Can work for you, though.

Bo Derek. Dudley Moore. Y'now, saying.

If Katia would just shut up, I would be all over this version, though. I mean, stripping the orchestration down to two pianos and percussion just makes it even more hot.

The French-Canadian accent doesn't hurt, though. Frankly, it makes it kind of nervy. And those shots with the stringy hair around their one or other's face is, as the Frenchies say Superb!

OK, OK. Classical girls. Probably can't dance. I know.

But they've both got hellish strong fingers.

And I might have ideas about that.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Here's the orchestral, and kind of boring version. Can work for you, though.

Bo Derek. Dudley Moore. Y'now, saying.

If Katia would just shut up, I would be all over this version, though. I mean, stripping the orchestration down to two pianos and percussion just makes it even more hot.

The French-Canadian accent doesn't hurt, though. Frankly, it makes it kind of nervy. And those shots with the stringy hair around their one or other's face is, as the Frenchies say Superb!

OK, OK. Classical girls. Probably can't dance. I know.

But they've both got hellish strong fingers.

And I might have ideas about that.

I do love a Canadian accent. O yes I do.

And oh yes, I was aware of Bolero before 10. The movie and the age.

The stripped-down version is most excellent, though. Feels kinda raw.

Did I mention I took classical piano for six years? And played violin, viola, and cello for a while?

I should mention that someday.

None of it helped with my embochure, though.

bj

 

[Tzara]

I do love a Canadian accent. O yes I do.

And oh yes, I was aware of Bolero before 10. The movie and the age.

The stripped-down version is most excellent, though. Feels kinda raw.

Did I mention I took classical piano for six years? And played violin, viola, and cello for a while?

I should mention that someday.

None of it helped with my embochure, though.

bj

I am available for scales.

I do not, though, seem to have 88 keys, let alone three foot pedals.

Apparently, I am a simpler instrument.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I am available for scales.

I do not, though, seem to have 88 keys, let alone three foot pedals.

Apparently, I am a simpler instrument.

Hardly.

*chuckling*

Hardly, doll.

bj

 

[Tzara]

Hardly.

*chuckling*

Hardly, doll.

bj

Just be forewarned. Sometimes flat. Often sharp.

 

[Sara Crewe]

Two things.

Canadians do not have accents. Unless we are from the following provinces: Nove Scotia, Brunswick Newfoundland or PEI. Just sayin'.


I have been googled by people I work with--it's not good peeps. I am very careful what I submit now which really does suck(said for T.) because sometimes ya just want to write about whatever the fuck you want to write about and now I can't because I might lose my job if it's connected to my name.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Well, I google at you all the time.

Not the same thing.




I have the advantage of having a (relatively) common name. So there are like some whole swell bunch of people of oddly varying backgrounds who will rank higher on Google's Secret Priority List than me.

Thank God.

And it feel sooooo gooddddd

Two things.

Canadians do not have accents. Unless we are from the following provinces: Nove Scotia, Brunswick Newfoundland or PEI. Just sayin'.


I have been googled by people I work with--it's not good peeps. I am very careful what I submit now which really does suck(said for T.) because sometimes ya just want to write about whatever the fuck you want to write about and now I can't because I might lose my job if it's connected to my name.

Nobody on here can google me lol they don't know who I really am!

 

[sassynyc]

*having a Moment*

actually on topic with the thread, even

this just happened to come onto the stereo at the shop.


god-daaamn.... *groovin'*
Someone slow-dance with me or I will seriously explode.

bj

eta:

*collapsing in hysterics*

alright, alright, I will join the cult. I will fuck to jazz. I tried to resist, for years, but I can't. Have mercy, please. But jazz like this, okay? Cause it just came on too. I'm in physical pain, here.

*uncontrollable sobbing and writhing.*

I just saw this. Oooh, I'm all fluttery inside, on both counts. Especially Otis. That voice. But then, he could sing Mary Had A Little Lamb, and I'd need a towel.

And jazz? Just come over and join us. We don't require human sacrifices or initiation by drinking blood from the excavated skull of a goat. Your only rite of passage, is to christen the sexiest jazz song ever recorded (imho).

Oh, and something by Mingus. Always leaves me in this state. That man does ungodly things with a bass. Just sayin'.



Stand reeeally close to the speakers for that last one, 'kay?
*blinks in angelic innocence*

 

[Angeline]

I just saw this. Oooh, I'm all fluttery inside, on both counts. Especially Otis. That voice. But then, he could sing Mary Had A Little Lamb, and I'd need a towel.

And jazz? Just come over and join us. We don't require human sacrifices or initiation by drinking blood from the excavated skull of a goat. Your only rite of passage, is to christen the sexiest jazz song ever recorded (imho).

Oh, and something by Mingus. Always leaves me in this state. That man does ungodly things with a bass. Just sayin'.



Stand reeeally close to the speakers for that last one, 'kay?
*blinks in angelic innocence*

That Ellington and Coltrane cut is lovely. Duke is so sophisticated but lowdown and sultry at the same time. And this is how I love Trane, more melodic, not too out there. I always thought Coltrane's Lush Life is beautiful, ethereal but so blusey. This clip is wonderful because Johnny Hartman sings it and you get to hear the lyric, which is possibly my favorite jazz lyric ever.

Of course when I listen to Ellington. I adore hearing Johnny Hodges and Ben Webster (playing here with the incomparable Ella). They both have such distinctive and smooth, swinging, sexy lucious sounds.

I was watching this great pbs special on broadway musicals last night and they were talking about how jazz gave America its distinctive language. Sexy and brash and hopeful. I can't stop listening to it or writing about it.

 

[sassynyc]

That Ellington and Coltrane cut is lovely. Duke is so sophisticated but lowdown and sultry at the same time. And this is how I love Trane, more melodic, not too out there. I always thought Coltrane's Lush Life is beautiful, ethereal but so blusey. This clip is wonderful because Johnny Hartman sings it and you get to hear the lyric, which is possibly my favorite jazz lyric ever.

Of course when I listen to Ellington. I adore hearing Johnny Hodges and Ben Webster (playing here with the incomparable Ella). They both have such distinctive and smooth, swinging, sexy lucious sounds.

I was watching this great pbs special on broadway musicals last night and they were talking about how jazz gave America its distinctive language. Sexy and brash and hopeful. I can't stop listening to it or writing about it.

I'm completely in love with the John Coltrane/Johnny Hartman album. Because it's such a short album, it's hard to pick a favorite song, but I think my top three would have to be My One and Only Love, Autumn Serenade and You Are Too Beautiful(couldn't find links for the last two). This is an album I could just leave on repeat.

 

[Angeline]

I'm completely in love with the John Coltrane/Johnny Hartman album. Because it's such a short album, it's hard to pick a favorite song, but I think my top three would have to be My One and Only Love, Autumn Serenade and You Are Too Beautiful(couldn't find links for the last two). This is an album I could just leave on repeat.

I wrote a story here once for the Valentine's Day contest called My Funny Valentine that had the big sex scene happening after this couple danced to an old recording of Ben Webster playing the song. So I really do think about sex and jazz a lot lol. Couldn't find Webster's version of it at Youtube, but you can never go wrong with Miles.

 

[Anschul]

*having a Moment*

actually on topic with the thread, even

this just happened to come onto the stereo at the shop.


god-daaamn.... *groovin'*
Someone slow-dance with me or I will seriously explode.

bj



eta:

*collapsing in hysterics*

alright, alright, I will join the cult. I will fuck to jazz. I tried to resist, for years, but I can't. Have mercy, please. But jazz like this, okay? Cause it just came on too. I'm in physical pain, here.

*uncontrollable sobbing and writhing.*

Sooooo.......welcome to the dark side. Mwa ha ha.... Now you see. Dance with me, woman!!!

I am available for scales.

I do not, though, seem to have 88 keys, let alone three foot pedals.

Apparently, I am a simpler instrument.

Perhaps a flute? Oh, wait...maybe a baritone sax...

I wrote a story here once for the Valentine's Day contest called My Funny Valentine that had the big sex scene happening after this couple danced to an old recording of Ben Webster playing the song. So I really do think about sex and jazz a lot lol. Couldn't find Webster's version of it at Youtube, but you can never go wrong with Miles.

I have about thirty different versions of this song, including Miles, James Galway, Sean Connery reciting, Nat Cole, even Danny Bonaduce (ewwwww). AA's favorite song, duh!!. Let me root about and find you one...

 

[Angeline]

Sooooo.......welcome to the dark side. Mwa ha ha.... Now you see. Dance with me, woman!!!



Perhaps a flute? Oh, wait...maybe a baritone sax...



I have about thirty different versions of this song, including Miles, James Galway, Sean Connery reciting, Nat Cole, even Danny Bonaduce (ewwwww). AA's favorite song, duh!!. Let me root about and find you one...

Webster's is my favorite, but I like that Miles a lot. And I've heard both Ella and Billie sing it. Different, but both wonderful. I'm not a huge fan of the Chet Baker version though I know Tzara loves Baker.

Just don't give me the Danny Bonaduce version. I won't listen to that lol.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

No no, go easy on me. I'm new at this.

It's not that I "don't like" or "don't get" jazz. I can tell good jazz from bad; I can identify skill when I hear it; I can even appreciate the truly radical experimental stuff, at least from an intellectual point of view, as a musician.

But I got Issues. I had a lover who styled himself a "jazz guitarist", long ago. He was bad, first of all, and I had to listen to him practice while he should have been paying attention to a rather starved 18-year-old me. And he perceived himself as being very good. Which he was most definitely not.

Secondarily, I heard a lot of bad jazz during that period. Open mic nights, long incompetent solos, interminable instrumental noodles that got lost routinely, poorly played standards from the Fake Book, yada yada.

If there was any good jazz around, it got ruined by being the music we fucked to, so all it does now is remind me of that neurotic little bastard. And anything fusion-like just pisses me off for the same reason. I used to love Jean-Michel Jarre and Pat Metheny, and they're both ruined for me now.

Go slow with me. Ella, yes. Billie, most definitely. Sarah Vaughn, hell yeah. Otis, Duke, sure, so long as it stays in the melodic realm.

But put on Sketches in Spain or anything by Artie Shaw and I will run screaming. Not because it's bad, but because, well, i got Issues.

I do see what you're sayin' about that bass, though. I think with some proper conditioning (where's our experimental psychologist, hm?) I could maybe go for some Mingus eventually.

But save the Miles. That's a 400-level course, and I'm just not ready.

But I'm at least at a meeting, admitting I have a Problem. It's a start.

bj

 

[sassynyc]

I wrote a story here once for the Valentine's Day contest called My Funny Valentine that had the big sex scene happening after this couple danced to an old recording of Ben Webster playing the song. So I really do think about sex and jazz a lot lol. Couldn't find Webster's version of it at Youtube, but you can never go wrong with Miles.

I have about thirty different versions of this song, including Miles, James Galway, Sean Connery reciting, Nat Cole, even Danny Bonaduce (ewwwww). AA's favorite song, duh!!. Let me root about and find you one...

For both your collections, Chaka's version is beautiful.

 

[Tzara]

I'm not a huge fan of the Chet Baker version though I know Tzara loves Baker.

I do, and it's his signature song.

For both your collections, Chaka's version is beautiful.

Besides Chet's version, I really like this one.

 

[Angeline]

No no, go easy on me. I'm new at this.

It's not that I "don't like" or "don't get" jazz. I can tell good jazz from bad; I can identify skill when I hear it; I can even appreciate the truly radical experimental stuff, at least from an intellectual point of view, as a musician.

But I got Issues. I had a lover who styled himself a "jazz guitarist", long ago. He was bad, first of all, and I had to listen to him practice while he should have been paying attention to a rather starved 18-year-old me. And he perceived himself as being very good. Which he was most definitely not.

Secondarily, I heard a lot of bad jazz during that period. Open mic nights, long incompetent solos, interminable instrumental noodles that got lost routinely, poorly played standards from the Fake Book, yada yada.

If there was any good jazz around, it got ruined by being the music we fucked to, so all it does now is remind me of that neurotic little bastard. And anything fusion-like just pisses me off for the same reason. I used to love Jean-Michel Jarre and Pat Metheny, and they're both ruined for me now.

Go slow with me. Ella, yes. Billie, most definitely. Sarah Vaughn, hell yeah. Otis, Duke, sure, so long as it stays in the melodic realm.

But put on Sketches in Spain or anything by Artie Shaw and I will run screaming. Not because it's bad, but because, well, i got Issues.

I do see what you're sayin' about that bass, though. I think with some proper conditioning (where's our experimental psychologist, hm?) I could maybe go for some Mingus eventually.

But save the Miles. That's a 400-level course, and I'm just not ready.

But I'm at least at a meeting, admitting I have a Problem. It's a start.

bj

You can handle Miles. Miles is wonderful. If you listen to anything from Kind of Blue, which is the right place to start with Miles, I think, you'll see it's just lovely, bluesy, swinging jazz. It won't make you fall asleep or feel like you have to hone something (I dunno what) to like Miles.

Listen to So What and give it a few minutes to sink in, you'll get it. I find Miles to be perhaps the easiest jazz musician for me to write poetry to (I almost always have music on when I write). His sound is cool and unobtrusive but seriously swingy. He's a musical flight of fantasy to me. His sound, that is.

People also say Monk is hard to like, but you just have to give him a little time. Listen to Blue Monk. And again give it a little time to sink in. Now tell me you couldn't get into sex to this music. It's so creative. Creativity is so sexy.

The poetry I write when I listen to Monk is generally more economical. And I can write form better to him; there's something mathematical about his style.

These people are less caring about being harmonious in a song-oriented way. But to me it's like Eastern music or anything that you need to develop. Acquired tastes. Like seafood after you have it a few times, you say "My god this is marvelous! No wonder people rave!"

You need to let me addict you to jazz. Seriously.

 

[Angeline]

I do, and it's his signature song.
Besides Chet's version, I really like this one.

Heh. I know.

You look terribly worried in that av. Did you stop being kneady?