This my first blog post EVER! I never had the desire to do so in the past. I hope to blog about my favorite music and the favorites of others. I am a musician myself, playing the electric bass as well as and starting to play the upright bass. The upright is difficult to get used to becuase there are no frets and if your finger is a half an inch off, the note you are playing becomes a G and a half, neither a G nor a G#. Music of India, the Middle East an other parts of the world include these "microtone" but they are not used in Western music.
Currently, I am taking classes at Westconn and I am planning to switch my major from Anthropology to Jaz performance because I do like to study about foreign cultures, but it is not nearly as rewarding and fun as playing, practicing and learning music. But don't get the wrong impression, music is not easy. I am not looking for the rock star way of life. Becoming skilled in any instrument takes time and patience. One must practice the same 4 seconds of music a hundred time until they get it right. A musicians brain can burst apart while still residing within in their skulls. But the hard work pays off.
I am also a writer, after being a musician. Fiction is my favorite! Some of my most cherished pieces of literature are 1984, The Outsider, Catch-22, and The Stranger among others. Edgar Allen Poe's A Tell-Tale Heart was the first piece a literature that truly moved me. The beating of the dead man's heart made my blood run cold. Thats when I knew the power of reading, and the creative potential in writing.
Enough about me. Now, music! Its power is stronger than the will of man! I think, at least.
All types of music move people in different ways. The music of the sitar from India to throat singing of Mongolia to the singing of a Miles Davis' trumpet all move people in different ways.
First.
Jazz.
Art Blakey. Why is he Moanin' for. He is the shit!
(Moanin' is the title of one of his group's most famous songs.)
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