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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Never Entered Into My Mind ~ Miles Davis

"Jazz washes away the dust of everyday life." 
Art Blakey 

Here is a common conversation KayKay and I have:

KayKay: I can't remember, are you the one who doesn't like jazz?

MayMay: I just don't like the kind of jazz you like. You like easy listening jazz (I like to sprinkle that statement with a small amount of contempt because of my strong negative emotions towards Kenny G). I like actual jazz (I always say that part with smug superiority).

KayKay: Oh yeah, that's right.

The truth is that jazz has a lot of different influences and the kind of jazz we like isn't that far apart or one less worthy than the other. And that regardless of what type of jazz it is, I usually only take it in small doses. I have this memory of being in the car with my dad and he had some Miles Davis recordings. We started listening and it became this game of chicken. Like who is going to break first and say, "Good grief! I can't take it anymore! Can we please listen to something else?" I broke first. In my defense, it was some of his more experimental stuff. It Never Entered Into My Mind it was not. In any event, dad seemed relieved.

That being said, I have been listening to nothing but jazz at work for the past few days. Thank you Pandora! You are bringing it with the jazz. Especially today. Love the John Coltrane station.

One of the things I consider myself to be extremely blessed with is an appreciation for all types of music. I meet people who listen to only one kind of music. Their world must be so small. I love that on any given day you could find me listening to any sort of music. And I think all the credit for this goes to my parents. To be in the car without music on was unheard of in my family. And it was on pretty frequently in the house too. And while yes, most of the music was right in line with what you would expect from a couple of hippies: Beatles, Dylan, Simon & Garfunkel, etc; they kept up with the times pretty well too.

My Uncle Randy, who was in a band for many, many years, wrote a song and one of the lines was: Mama gave me music, daddy gave me strength, and I thank God for the rest." In relation to this post I would say, "Mama gave me Beatles, daddy gave me jazz, and I thank life for the rest." Which is to say that a lot of my musical loves I have picked up along the way in life. But I would not have been able to do that if my parents had not raised me to be open mind. In conclusion......

If music be the food of love, play on. 

Special Note: If you are not a jazz fan, start with Miles Davis' It Never Entered Into My Mind, once that song gets you hooked, go exploring. 

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