Scriabin Prelude N.2 - Chick Corea

Another gift of cataloging, Trio Music Live in Europe, how long that was not listening, too long, a pearl, a wake in the night, Scriabin Prelude No 2 played by Chick Corea, as Scriabin and 'in the Korean music, music for thoughts nightlife, music to calm thoughts, music for a nice night, music for a sky magic music 'natural' harmony of the soul under agreements, the wisdom of Scriabin and the hands in this case ispiratissime Chick Corea.

(On AiR Scriabin Prelude 2 from Trio Music Live in Europe Chick Corea)

Collections, stress, music and high fidelity

Tuesday 'evening tidying my record collection.

I often do in times of stress

emotional. Some see it as a way

stupid to spend an evening, I am not one of

quelli.Questa and 'my life and it' s nice wallow

in the middle of it, diving into her arms, touching her.

(Nick Hornby's High Fidelity ')

Never has a song book and a 'was more' suitable to describe me ... in fact a bit throughout the novel, I read it from start to finish laughing 'cause I really found myself in the thoughts of the protagonist and his relationship with music. And ok, then the period of emotional stress, invariably I start with my hands in my records for ricatalogarli or try to do it. Considering that I have something like 5 thousand cd that colonize most of my house, the firm and 'difficult.

This time I'm trying the electronic cataloging, automated inserting the CD into the player with new software, which seems quite promising as long as I have the patience to finish inserting the cd player. However, doing this work that engages me and makes me a little brain retrace my steps, sometimes I wonder about some records that I understood in my hands and I try to remember how I bought it from where I got them, I discovered a disk a supreme beauty, so I do not remember 'good or maybe I was not ready to listen, I devoured it as if for the first time I listened, it is a disc of solo piano Paul Bley Open to love. A record of 1972, of a modernity 'shocking, they feel the things I've heard in Mehldau recently, a record of a musical sophistication that I can not describe a particular use of reverb that alter the sound of the piano, experimental adventure, pioneer. A description of inner landscapes beautiful, anxieties that become serenity ', sound insights that open onto serene landscapes with a' fundamental disquiet. A nice way to deal with the plan only to Paul Bley a way that has undoubtedly influenced the work of Jarrett, I do not know I find it similar to how I feel, like 'I want to play at this time, I touched the strings deep, bringing out from my reality ', hard to explain, I commend the floor to Paul Bley Open To Love.

(On AiR Paul Bley Open To LovE and Ida Lupino)

My Ideal

It was so long is that I wanted a group that had an energy within, it would sound to play for the fun of it. The first problem we faced was a bass player, bass player wanted desperately AAA.

My atteggiamente towards bassists and 'always been the perpetual search of someone who could understand the wonder of what it means and' tool also polyphonic harmonic complex with a vision, and an overwhelming sense of rhythm ... he already 'perhaps difficult to found, the search for my ideal bass player.

Sebastian met him in 1991 at the University ', we studied together, an introvert, very freak, with varied musical tastes from Living Colour to Keith Jarrett, began playing together in a formation of Progressive Rock with songs dedicated to the American Indian ( Oh ... the hipsters), and to make little experiments in the form jazz.

Well musically I fell in love with him, was a strong, solid, high musical intelligence, ability 'to correct the shot in mid-flight instant musical, one look and you could change direction at times it seemed we thought together.

We grew up together musically, doing important stages of growth a concert abroad and then the separation, each in its streets, a professional musician, I that I stop playing

We lost sight of, for 5 years, a few days ago a sms with the guitarist whose sound now

-We have an evening of Aug. 25 you do?

-Have fun, put on a fucking rhythm section give a damn scared ok who else money, enjoy

Ok-

Then pick up the phone and call, so many years have passed, but it 's nice to resent my words without delay confirms the evening, and finally I will be able' to play with my bass player. One problem solved, we go to the battery, the battery huh Another problem forever, hard to find a drummer with a diverse musical culture (for the type of music I like to be extremely contaminated with African roots and Cuban jazz with New York puntatine and pop in the tradition Italian ..).

I never found a great drummer, a percussionist who is by nature are more 'contaminated and open to the musical cultures. A few nights ago I was fortunate to play with a group of young musicians in Viareggio (the night of the broken door ...), the drummer and 'good I like a nice clean and energetic drumming, musical ideas, and even if' such a deeply manic and anxious, repeated 50 times the things, if a dish 'moved to 1 cm with respect to its ideal location and' able to make a fuss, to make sounds can impiegarci the time it would take the Vienna ..... I call him and immediately he tells me enthusiastically invited.

The singer, no doubt, struggle, we are working together in March, walking alongside, musical and human understanding that goes beyond a lot of these damn social infrastructure, an experience of intense last month with a piece of Quoyle that only she knows. Again, Sam on guitar with which we are doing a musical journey of discipline and investigation standards with two other wonderful musicians of Florence. In general I do not like playing with guitarists, not the perception of the devastating power that can 'go wild on their instruments, and if they are not stable enough to cover all tend to mix with voicings risky, improbable and alterations only to limit the sound barrier Sam and ... 'can play in different groups (probably in big band jazz experience helps), has yet to develop a taste that is not just strictly jazz, listen to everything, pop, blues, classical, ethnic etc. ..., but the type of interaction and positivity 'of his character is an amalgam necessary, and besides the fact that' a respectable solo.

So the group and 'made the bet started, people I know put together in different areas on the same stage together, I know they are wonderful people, I know that music for them and' belly and non-technical, and I hope that everything goes as it should .

The first and only test on August 23 at 21 at the home of guitarist, incredible evidence arrived with all the written parts, I do not want to turn this evening in a Jam Session, so the repertoire and 'made of very complex songs, but it worth the risk.

The tests were continued until 4 o'clock in the morning, between wine, laughter, and wonder at the sound that came out, dreamy atmospheres and slightly North African Calling You, the tensions of Latin Love My God damn you, the delta of the Mississippi Black Coffee, the North American opening of Moon and Sand. The human side then 'and' wonderful you know everyone seems to be a short life and everything suggests a nice evening.

We decide to leave relaxed with a bit of Norah Jones Do not know why, just bass and vocals for the first chorus, I feel once the vital spark of desire to play music, sound, and 'good feels good on stage, the audience is not 'numerous and quite cold, but this is not' a problem for us, we have such a desire to play music that really plays with wonder and amazement of what comes out, the time of the second piece of Tenco and Lemons' the enlarged version 'I've ever played, dynamic, growing, just talking, sentences that make sense, the sense of expectation, the sense of the blues and from this point onwards,' a descent, You do not know with a rhythm and a haunting pedal bass, rhodes which amalgamates all, the voice of struggle that expresses the blues that pain and the obsession of love lost and desired. My only on this track and 'long part with a few notes, very few, nothing on the left hand voicings, let him come out, do not put filters do not disorder, and grows I feel the bass and drums behind him, who listen , understand it and let it come out as gently as a friend when he listens to you, without tears, without jerks, and I do not know what 'lasted only maybe 4 or 5 structures, but I left a high voltage level, dropping the dynamics , to restart another thought to Samu. Do you feel drained after just so ', and emptied a little shocked, as if he had pulled inside of the small pieces of something, as he had looked inside, like sharing with others something very intimate, and' a good feeling. The concert and 'lasted about 3 hours ... yes 3 hours with about 12 songs, just beautiful long inspired great ideas to escape the inevitable pitfalls of limited evidence, smiles and humanity' beautiful, that ends up in the desire to continue playing together, talking on the steps of a piadineria, telling bits of life, devastation of crumbs, bits of happiness' till dawn and the next time ...

My Ideal



Lyrics by: Leo Robin

Music by Richard Whiting

Will I ever find the girl on my mind, the one who is my ideal

Maybe she's a dream, and yet she might be

Just around the corner waiting for me.

Will I Recognize the light in her eyes, That no other eyes reveal

Or will I pass her by and never even know That she is my ideal.

(On AiR My Ideal Luca Flores)

The meaning of the blues

Meet at 15.15 Lucca Est, destination Barga. Hard Bop Quintet, fascinating repertoire by Horace Silver, Bobby Timmons through Wayne Shorter. We must play in the street, the time and 'horrible, drizzling in the morning, the clouds are dense in the direction of the Garfagnana. Gray outside, gray inside, I feel, are the thoughts elsewhere.

Just arrived in Barga, we are informed that they will play 'indoors in a Jazz Club, sharing the stage with another group, the, interior of the club and' strange has something fascinating and something decadent, and the plan 'a vertical Yamaha is not even mic'd will die 'under the blows of the horns and drums, making me almost impossible to express a thought good music. The musicians are creating tension in the other group, instead of exchanging opinions, advice, ideas, try to see the muscles. Eternally the controversy between technique and feeling, their technique clearly superior to ours, but as for feeling very weak. So our 5 pieces run without a trace, never entered into the music, I have interacted with others, for a mixture of internal and external situation indisposition objectively hostile.

I hope in the evening, we decide to go see a concert in the theater, free admission (thankfully) for the musicians, a project-Sax Trombone Piano trio Claudio Fasoli help ...... boring, resist 30 minutes, then I turn to my fellow sufferers, saying they are on the threshold of acute un'orchite, discovering with pleasure that others have the same sleepy mood, music useless self, boring and autistic. We prefer to have a drink, then straight into a wine to drink a good bottle of red wine. The wine, which leads us to the Jam Night of Barga.

Um, these are some considerations, or rather impressions of this Jam. The soul of the piece, where and 'turned out ...? Often the music of some jazz musicians feel the repetitiveness', the school, but no real depth of the pieces they are playing. A version of You do not know what love is, totally off topic, where are the tears, where is 'the pain of love interrupted, and where' the lament a sense of loss, muscle, notes and scales, patterns of patterns that climb by destroying the harmony lyricism. Where are the silences that speak, telling, some musicians have nothing to tell, the most 'beautiful jazz and' telling stories through their own, telling the songs, tell what the songs they gave us and left him. Still Beautiful Love, a ballad, where is' the poetry of love, and where the hell 'turned out, was more than a quickie to 160 metronome, but fuck Beautiful Love is not' a fast, where you hear the text the text? Alone Together Still distraught, raped, poetry encounter faded, the magic of that "we can weather the great unknown 'where' in over half of the stairs, to the absurd volumes of piano solos full ball from first to last note, without introduction, without climax. I would like to be in the mood to go play, but I was really lost and I felt so debilitated emptied to know in advance that I could not tell anything, I had nothing to say, nothing interesting to say, with the pain of wanting to tell, but can not find the musical thought and inward words or notes suitable.

You do not know what love is (Don Raye / Gene De Paul)

You do not know what love is

until you've learned The Meaning of the Blues

Until you've loved a love you've HAD to lose

you do not know what love is



you do not know how lips hurt

until you've kissed and HAD to pay the cost

until you've flipped your heart and you have lost

you do not know what love is

do you know how a lost heart feels

the thought of reminiscing

and how Lips That Taste Of Tears

Lose Their taste for kissing



you do not know how hearts burn

for love that can not live yet never dies

until you've faced with sleepless eyes Each Dawn

you do not know what love is



you do not know how hearts burn

for love that can not live yet never dies

Each Dawn until you'v faced with sleepless eyes

you do not know what love is ..... what love is ....

(On AIr John Coltrane You Do not Know What Love Is)

Soundtrack

Music, music, music, ok, then the soundtrack of the last few weeks, the 5 disks that share the honor of turning in my CD player lately. Drives very different, probably 'cause I'm playing a bit of everything and you have to listen very well to play any musical genre (even if it' s so difficult to label the music ..) Discs that have kept me company in the last month movements, of thought, of late summer.

Alanis Morissette MTV Unplugged

This 'was the album that I heard more', a record that I have for many years, which periodically rediscover. The songs written by Alanis are beautiful and are enhanced by an excellent acoustic arrangements. Arpeggios on acoustic piano, acoustic guitars, clever use of percussion and electric piano, bass and recording extremely dry live, close to the voice of Alanis, make it more 'hot and exciting. Some pearls of the disc are the interpretation of King of Pain The Police, I was Hoping, with a syncopated rhythm of the chest that resembles a beat of life, the carpets of rhodes piano so discreet as to be almost 'invisible' in the economy of the piece and You oughta know better the rage that has been revisited and improved by a clever use of space harmonics and the emphasis always fascinating piano. A disc that has accompanied me in constant movement, which gives energy, sometimes even a touch of melancholy and 'within the matrix harmonic often used by Alanis Morissette.

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Chucho Valdes Fantasia Cubana

Hard to find another artist so versatile that it can move with style, elegance and technique shining from Cuban Danzon, Gershwin, Debussy and Chopin to the atmosphere. The pianism of Valdes' at his best in this hard fact of lyrical variations on the theme. Do not miss the performance in three different keys of the Appearance of the great pianist Ernesto Lecuona. The first with the smells of the Danzon, the second with the smells of New York, the third with the heart of old Europe that seems to come from the pen of Chopin. Even the hard alternate visits to the repertoire of Debussy and Chopin, with a grace and an easy 'incredible. I love the piano playing Cuban pianists Caribbean in general all have a sense of rhythm and time (which probably reflects the sense of time and life in general) that creates a wonderful rhythmic tension, back and then moving forward with accents of light on clave. A beautiful disc that draws only apparently distant worlds together, listening to peaceful during the few moments of rest.

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John Taylor Songs and Variations

A magic disk, which makes full piano of John Taylor, Master of European Jazz, English pianist in her reserved musicality 'never always bursting at the service of someone, the winds around the beautiful Garbarek Group with Bill Connors of the late 70s, the trumpet Kenny Wheeler, or the voice of Maria Pia de Vito, a pianist who knows how to accompany, giosce in providing the basis of his traveling companions. This only made ​​up of beautiful original songs and variations, is off the deep soul of Taylor, his lyricism, and his genius', proving that in music as in life do not need to flex their muscles to speak, to communicate. Every note seems in its place, there 's nothing that seems out of place, often while listening to it is crossed by a shudder, for what it' said the fair hands of Taylor. A disc that looks like a tale, a tale of a grandfather, imaginative, good reassuring, there are no abrupt steps, forcing it all done properly. An album that deserves careful attention, in complete dedication to get excited and let yourself absorb the goodness' of this music, the constant tension between what 'and wrote and what' improvised.

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Danilo Rea Lyric

This record made ​​me curious, how can they be made ​​with the language of jazz, the tunes of traditional Opera? Well this work Rea provides the answer, with taste and love for the material. Only a pianist with strong bases and raids continued in the tradition of classic pop, could sign such a work. I was deeply impressed by this audience, probably having more in my musical DNA 'Italianness' than I ever imagined .. The interlude of Cavalleria rusticana and' a small masterpiece that makes Rea masterfully owns the piece, it penetrates listening creases more 'intimate. All work and fortunately 'very quietly, leaving the technical pyrotechnics of Rhea in the background, no evidence of strength for this album where Rea freehand fade, revolves around the beauty of the melodies of Puccini, Bizet, Verdi and Bernstein. They already 'own Verdi's interpretation should be thinking of Verdi and' another good reason to listen to this record along with the air of Tosca E lucevan the stars, where the mood of the night, the moon Rhea is warming and filling it out completely true feeling of the melody of Tosca.

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Peter Erskine Juni

I love the drums Peter Erskine, his trios are beautifully balanced, harmonious sound of the drumming of Erskine, and that of his fellow travelers. This incision and 'magical interplay at the highest levels, including the piano of John Taylor, and always that wonder bassistica Palle Danielson representing. A hard fact of freedom 'as one that expresses the image on the cover, sea, references and melodic fragments, amid a sea of sounds' dates from the plates of Erskine and bottom of the piano on which Danielson Taylor moves nimbly always providing a point for the ideas expressed by the trio. Peter Erskine on each disc there are real gems of composition, a drummer by the extraordinary talent as composer, lyricism and introspection, an inner world that is strongly out of his drumming and interaction with other musicians of the trio. A disc exciting, vibrant musical ideas and musical passion and introspection.

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The language of music is one, and that is the soul, where the words they deceive us with their thousand meanings. It 'free to fly to heaven, to descend into the bowels of hell to sit or float in limbo. I love those musicians who sing, write and play every note as if it were the last. (Luca Flores)

(On AiR I Was Hoping Alanis Morrisette - And the stars lucean Danilo Rea)

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