Why I fucking love jazz

currently listening to Miles Davis' album Round About Midnight.

Here is why I love Jazz...

The date on this recording is 1955.

This thing...this vibe... was created 54 years ago and is STILL relevant to this day. Its like they recorded this song yesterday. Its still hold-your-head-in-your-hands cool. It reminds me that this whole humanity thing was just as relevant in the 50s as it is today. All the media I am familiar with around this time period crumbles into smokey quiet dust while this album plays.

I can picture myself in whatever venue this was recorded in... feeling the exact same way about my situation. And okay with it for now.

Were talking about nothing short of time traveling. Jazz has never been this good or evolved beyond this sexy walking bassline. Its frozen. This is it. This is Jazz as good as it will ever become and many people who enjoyed it while it was being created are no longer breathing. Yet I feel the music like its happening right now.

I fucking love miles davis and think Jazz is a perfect reminder that feeling this way will never ever grow old. It will be here when I am long gone too. Birth of the Cool indeed.

kooky

i met a legitimate sex addict tonight. it ruined her marriage. She blogs about it in graphic detail. You would never guess by looking at her the lifestyle she lives. I heard stories that just dropped my jaw.

not sure why I had to post about it. But something about secret addictions is so postable...

I want to ask her a million questions.

big show in dallas

fun times ahead in D-town. Details shortly.

Alf revisited

a while back I posted a thing about the old TV show Alf.

wikipedia explains how the cast hated each other and how it took something like 20 hours to film an episode. The main dude who played Willy mentioned that he despised acting alongside a puppet who got all the best lines.

Something about tension on the set of ALF is hilarious to me. Wiki it and check out how much everyone hated working on the show.

Awesome.

awesome interview

Tony Robbins (huge influence on me) has interviewed two of my biggest marketing influences. For me its like an interview match made in heaven.

They wanted to answer the question why some people become successful with their info-products and why some never even open the damn thing. So they met up with Tony to talk about what drives people to take action in life. I love this interview and it can be applied to anything not just making money. I hope you like it too.


http://tonyrobbinstraining.com/320/interview-with-frank-kern-and-john-reese/

great show

lots of folks came out. The sound was good. I felt good about myself. We made money. But this staying up late two nights in a row does a number on me.

No more cigarettes seriously.

checked out a really cool wine bar Monday. I stumbled onto the open mic they host every Monday and got to play a couple songs. It had been so long since I played one of them I forgot one of the chords and sort of stumbled through it every time I came to it. Funny because I have played that song MANY times.

But it felt really good to play quiet stuff again. We are normally just so loud and energetic there is something I miss about playing intensely quiet and revealing songs. I had a few great reactions and it made me want to start incorporating more of that into the band.

But I can feel attention wane when I try to do these things. This upsets me somewhat in that what I know to be well-written songs (slightly biased opinion of course) have instrumental parts that arent necessarily mind blowing which possibly bores the guys and I end up nixing it. Sucks. I guess maybe that's what solo projects are for.

Friday

Looking forward to it. We stand to make some good money. Jacob the owner of the club is paying us well and giving us a percentage.

Its $5 at the door and $10 at the door with a CD. Apparently some folks are excited. I have no clue what to expect.

displaced

done. rented a uhaul...loaded everything up and then unloaded it again. With boxes strewn about and my new room a wreck, I begin to sort through my shit and settle in. I've spent a large part of this weekend sweating profusely.

I realized 30-40% of what I own can be thrown away. This leaves me with even fewer things that I can call my own. I trashed a lot but still much more to toss out. My problem is I save everything and have no clue why.

I feel displaced and 100% uprooted. I realize so much of sanity is simply familiarity. But everything has been turned upside down. I have a roommate for the first time in nearly a decade, less space than I'm used to (and even less than I expected... should have measured the room better) and a lot of dangling todo's just sitting on my shoulders. Big, annoying, todos that I was never very good at getting around to but will have to very soon.

I actually hadn't put much thought into all the ramifications of this decision but they are certainly becoming clear now. I don't regret it yet but saving money will come with a price. This is just the kind of change I need to motivate me to start working towards something more for myself.

I cleaned the old apartment nicely and will do a walk through with the management tomorrow morning. I went to bed at 9:30 last night and will probably do it again tonight.

But man I feel really really weird.

moving

I have until the 16th to move out of the apartment. I just don't want to spend 800 per month plus utilities when I could have a mortgage for that kind of cash.

Abe is going to cut me a serious break in rent so I will have a shit-ton of money to do whatever I want with. I have to be diligent and pay down some debt, pour it back into my little side project and maybe buy some new gear for the band.

In a way I feel its a step back because the room is freaking small and its not in the greatest neighborhood but in another way I think its a smart move for me. I need to get the balls to approach my boss for a raise. Seriously.

But I dont think this will be more than a 6 month thing for me before I decide I need to get a place of my own again. Its been since 2002 since I lived with someone. Abe is super laid back so I don't forsee any real problems but I have to be careful about not pissing the dude off somehow.

But man moving is probably the most un-fun thing I can think of next to vomiting.

Chi Town

Wow I do love Chicago. Everything is huge there. The buildings, the city blocks, the pizza and burgers.

The people are friendly (i met several strangers and had great conversations with them)

Lolla was good. I never walked so much in my life (hotel to show and back each day). I wanted to go out each night but I literally could barely walk and I had ZERO energy. We managed to hit a couple pubs but I did not have the strength to throw down like I wanted to. The sun and standing just works a number on my old ass.

Phone died. Got a new one. Iphone for $100. These pics were actually taken with said phone. This trip has officially broken me financially. =)

Dug the El.

Dug the women. Hot.

Gotta go back.

But now that Im back I realize everything I left just patiently waited for me. I have to be out of this apartment by Sunday. I have to catch up at work. So many band loose ends to deal with. At least Im not bored.

wed like to thank...

Our CD release is going to be sponsored by a trendy Vodka company, complete with a big banner welcoming us.

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