tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2475713415991677653.post8203300703105880624..comments2024-03-03T13:59:25.573-08:00Comments on If You Know What I'm Saying: (reawakened) just in time for the end of the worldUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2475713415991677653.post-12051058202957070962012-12-20T01:16:34.441-08:002012-12-20T01:16:34.441-08:00... took long enough, and forgot to mention comple...... took long enough, and forgot to mention completely the (trivial-crucial) detail that on the day i fell off the wagon, prior to my late-night "improvtacular" i had been listening to the new converge album, again (again), and mid-late period clutch. crucial, as in why the hell else would i be telling you all about clutch in pt2 of my latest self-important spoutings (s-is) above ;-)centrifugehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00110896886246132385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2475713415991677653.post-65157824674527029462012-12-19T16:57:05.469-08:002012-12-19T16:57:05.469-08:00there will have been other examples of this, obvio...there will have been other examples of this, obviously. readily springing to mind, the duos with parker and the trio with parker and rutherford - ah, fuck, look - there are plenty of examples. mr b and c.t. have, let's face it, played with justa-bout everybody. still... not every time will he have felt sure up front that the other two in a trio were fully on his level. shit, george lewis barely makes any sound that's clearly identifiable as trombone throughout and yet he (effortlessly, it seems) keeps his utterance both fabulously rich and utterly enthralling. of course, by 1982... mr lewis is aware by this point, more than ever i am guessing, that his instrument has seen a rebirth at the hands of no few masters... and just about every base has been covered by all of them. ok, so what does that leave? and much of it just comes doewn to *breath*. can safely assume that there's a more than a hint of bill dixon influence in there too, then..? very important influence for the free brass, mr dixon...<br /><br />... lewis and bailey can of course also be heard on *yankees* with john zorn, that's a fucking blinder too - now, i remember when i first bought it, i didn't yet "get" improv at all and had seen bailey for the first and only time already by this point, but loved xzorn and lewis on it, found bailey just a constant irritant. so i do remember what it feels like... but christ, if you make a living out of writing about music, at least have the decency to ask around the scene itself and find out how people are regarded within it before forging ahead with your own hastily-assembled schematics of category and calibre... {tt} - in bailey's case, recall joelle leandre, who became a favourite of john cage of course, saying that meeting bailey for the first time was almost as overwhelming for her as meeting cage - d.b. had set the strings free.<br /><br />that took long enough didn't it... night night ;-)centrifugehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00110896886246132385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2475713415991677653.post-74278972074523291782012-12-19T16:41:29.332-08:002012-12-19T16:41:29.332-08:001. well, you know, technically - some extreme meta...1. well, you know, technically - some extreme metal (etc) is still identifiable as rock(-related/-descended) music. (current eg on my ipod: kvelertak, converge.) otherwise, it's long snce got to the point when death metal, in particular, is often considered to be just "metal" and (very specifically) not "rock". some of the stuff i've been giving heavy ear-rotation - coalesce, burnt by the sun, daughters, fuck the facts, havohej - really shares only the accident of instrumentation with rock music, as the older listeners remember it (... as having ceased to move forward soon after jimi died). same axes involved, 's about it. structure, tonality, dynamics... everything else is way off the limits of anything blues-based or even diatonic.<br /><br />naturally the severity of the attack is more than most care to sample, and the whole is designed both for and by people with social-anger issues, hence (inevitably) its enduirng appealfor me, ahem. nevertheless... like with gore flix, you come for the wrong" reasons but ened up hanging out way longer than anywone would think desirable for all the *right* ones, i.e. the material is actually really really interesting, and (widely and/or deeply) explores ideas you just don't find elsewhere. the performances, inevitably, are typically extremely committed 'cos there ain't no other reason for doing it... absolutely no money in it for the most part, even in this day and age.<br /><br />mini-lecture (pt 1) over. pt 2: ... for those of you who don't know, clutch are a cult rock band now associated with stoner/groove rock or metal, take yr pick... they have a late/current period, a mid-period where they were stoner but aggressive with it (at times), and an early period which is somewhat misunderstood, often classified by bloggers as hardcore punk but actually art-rock, being flagrantly (and definitively) influenced by helmet (wiki that one if you don't know who page hamilton is) - and thereby next-most-importantly foreshadowed by killing joke. so, yeah - true punk, not so very far removed from art school admittedly, but heart-and-soul punk, still not hardcore as such though... anyway, clutch not punk at all really, arty intellectual metal at that stage, contemptuous and very clever lyrics. (remain clever later - much more mellow with it, on the whole)- i love the early stuff too, more than the later in my case, not that i'm saying it was necessarily *better*.<br /><br />the last thing to say about all this is that generally, the "rock" i listen to is consdierably more dense and complex than what most listeners are used to, and by a factor which is hard to estimate. and yet... it still works out over time to be an awful lot less dense than braxton's composition, or than high-end free improv... just a fact. there is still a big, big difference when it comes down to it.centrifugehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00110896886246132385noreply@blogger.com