This post gets the Mel Gibson Seal of ApprovalETE ENDENESH GEDAWOMuluqen Mellesse
Ethiopiques Vol. I 1998
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RHINOCEROS IS MY PROFESSION
The Bad Plus
Suspicious Activity? 2005
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GREEN TEAJohn Scofield
A Go Go 1998
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PARA LENNON E MCCARTNEYMilton Nascimento
Paixao E Fe 1980
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Recent events have rendered me unable to post too frequently, and I figure that seeing as though all my friends and family know, why not share the knowledge with those with whom I’m becoming friends on the internet?
I had surgery last Wednesday (the 26th). It was not entirely good, but it was entirely necessary. It was also entirely major, and I did not waste any time in having it done. In short, some time ago I was diagnosed with testicular cancer, and after coming to terms with it, I’m getting on with it. Diagnosis was the first step, heavy-duty invasive surgery was the next, and now the road to recovery looks a whole lot less bumpy. I will not go into further detail about all the ins and outs of the procedure and the protocol, as that’s what the internet is for.
Regardless, I’m a lot better now, and despite all the drama and the painkillers, life is getting back to normal a lot quicker than I imagined. My youth and my stubbornness are helping me bounce back swiftly, and in due course, I expect to receive good pathology reports giving me a clean bill of health later today. Fingers crossed.
So, what has kept me going this entire time? Of course, fucken music! It’s the epicenter of my life, and it’s done the job of nurse, camp counselor, confidante, lover, child, parent, brother, acquaintance and godknowswhatelseholyshitisitimportanttome. Well, let’s just say it’s in the Top 5 but not in the top spot by a long shot. Lying in the same physical space for most of the recovery gives you a lot of time to actively listen to music. You can pick up on the humour behind a particular riff or tease, the aggression or restraint behind the rhythm, the emotion coming through the speakers.
Today brings 4 songs that have been on pretty heavy rotation over the last week. Most of what I'll be posting this week fits into this category, but I'm trying to shuffle it up so each day is more disconnected and random as the last.
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Muluqen Mellesse was a star in the Ethiopian pop heydays of Haile Selasse's reign. The thriving nightlife in Addis Ababa from 1969-1975 spawned an absolute ton of good music -- the blend of Arabic vocal styles and inflections with the influx of 1960s Britpop and Soul made a perfect match, and Mellesse's vocals were some of the best around.
His voice skips and jumps nimbly around the solid, hypnotic groove laid down by the band. Silky trumpet lines fuse with the trance-like, elliptical guitar riff. The drums pound the backbeat, and the whole thing works phenominally well.
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Next, some Minnesota jazz feather-rufflers. I saw the Bad Plus at the Village Vanguard about a month ago, and they were spectacular. Loud, aggressive, powerful -- not perhaps what the VV may have seen a quarter century ago, but their week-long residence at one of New York's oldest jazz venues firmly cemented them in the esteemed company of all that has gone before.
Their approach to jazz is addictive, and their brief (3-album) discography showcases their every skill - playfulness, parody, prowess, and, most importantly, a sense of humor. There's something about watching the three of them pound through song after song of thoughtful, "intelligent" music that is worth witnessing in person.
For anyone not familiar, they're a jazz trio with a rock attitude, a flair for the crescendo, a drummer who's well acquainted with his crash cymbal, a pianist who counterpoints with stunning, fluid lines, and a double-bassist who glues the lot together.
Their new album,
Suspicious Activity?, is a great listen from start to finish. It's a little more expansive than previous albums, but this track, to me, is the standout on a album chock-full of highlights.
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And now for something a little more relaxing.
John Scofield's been around for donkey's years. 'Nuff said. Here he collaborates with fellow insane cats Medeski, Martin and Wood, records a sexy disc full of solid tunes, and here's a snippet. Man, this gives me goosebumps.
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Finally, a Brazilian icon. Milton Nascimento is an absolute legend. Google him to learn more. This has always been one of my favourite MN songs, so enjoy. If I could translate the lyrics into English, I would. In the meantime, enjoy a classic track from a classic singer.
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More recovery week tracks tomorrow. Now I'm off to my specialist's for the news. Fingers crossed. Enjoy another sunny Brooklyn day.