“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Flowing Colors of Jazz

This sound desk recording of Allan Holdsworth, my favorite guitarist, playing with Vinnie Colaiuta, one of my favorite drummers, is very very special. They bring out the best in one another. The keyboards and bass are very very fine as well. By the sound of it I'm guessing it's David Hines and Steve Hunt (correct me if I'm wrong).

A magnificent ocean of sound, with that curious, dancing, Debussy-like quality of Holdsworth that is just soaring with pleasure in vibrant space. I fancy that if Zarathustra liked music this would be one of his favorites.

My taste seems to be inclining towards the colorful and the crystalline, at present. Sharp edges, refreshing cuts, cymbalism.

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