Free Write Friday ~ H.A.T.E.R.’s, Jazz, The Fog of Breast Cancer, and BFF’s Sounds by: Gil Fuller & Monterey Jazz Festival – A Patch Of Blue – Feat. James Moody

FreeWrite Friday

 Music is the space between the notes…”  ~ Claude Debussy

My mother and I were more than best friends forever (BFF’s), we were sister warriors in the battle against breast cancer.  This journey began over sixteen years ago on October of 1997 after dad died.  I was truly blessed because mom taught me the significance and grace of unconditionally loving another person, and she has always encouraged me and supported me in every aspect of my life.  We stemmed the tides of loss, grief and pain throughout the whole process.  We were each other’s caregivers.

Romare Bearden Collage1
Romare Bearden Collage1

If someone isn’t what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.”  ~ Paulo Coehlo

Dad introduced and taught me using valuable jazz lessons how to handle the rigors of the harsh realities of choosing to live a creative life.  Initially, I was confused about what I wanted to be when I grew up.  My father didn’t want me to go into music, dance, acting, blah, blah blah because he was angry at the way the “Arts” treated women.  He thought it was safer to be a doctor.  He would get angry and tell me that it was no place for a lady!  In my father’s case I believed that he wanted to become a doctor.  He was a man of intensity and commitment and I never really knew that he felt he was protecting me.  Looking back I realized it was his way of preparing me to stand my ground and confront my ego, negative thoughts, fear, failure and the challenges that we all face by accepting that like change it is necessary for us to connect with our God given spiritual gifts.  Leaning in and coming face to face with a challenge it signals that you have to awaken to those gifts using them to overcome it.

The rutlandcitypublicschoolsdotorg Jazz Music
The rutlandcitypublicschoolsdotorg Jazz Music

“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” ~ Paulo Coehlo

The possibility of living a creative life transformed me by using mindfulness improvisation!  is when “Jazz” the Catalyst”  has ability to interact in a manner specific to the intensity of the vibration frequency of “Cancer” connecst with the higher consciousness “mindfulness improv” that will enlighten, inspire, provide the energy that becomes the “substrate” that changes you.  Listening is a portal giving you the ability to discern the egos “chatter of negativity from what resides in the heart of fear.  It wasn’t an option in that moment.  It was like breathing.

Pablo Picasso Painting
Pablo Picasso Painting

And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”

Fortunately I discovered I have to write because it gives me the sense of who I am.  It was the response to the Call to the life that was given me.  When I combine the blessing my father gave me “jazz” when he took me to rehearsals, festivals, recording sessions;  and his introduction to the players like, Dizzy GillespieJames MoodyCount BasieIgor Stravinsky, and Ralph J. Gleason and  Charles Champlin of L.A. Times that  individually and collectively inspired and nurtured me to devote myself to a creative life.  I thought I was secretly writing in my journals — poetry and lyrical prose/essay that I created when dad was composing songs on the piano downstairs in 1963.  I was surprised to found that he knew all about my writing secretly in my room when I found in the Gibson guitar case he gave me when I was 9.  I opened it up and found all of my writing nestled between sheet music.  It was my Aha! Moment when I realized what a blessing my father gave me of living wonderfully enchanted life of musical thinking where my words can separate sound from music. Writing was my Response to my life’s adversities like cancer, writer’s block

I am truly NOT a H.A.T.E.R.(Having Anger Toward Everyone Reaching Success) of Breast Cancer….

The minute the word cancer entered our house, everything changed. I felt desperate and frightened by the prospect of cancer and another death.  But I refused to take this lying down.  I dove directly into the cresting wave of the unknown and sprung into action—there were logistics to deal with and mom needed support.  I moved back in with her after dad’s death and we struggled with missing dad, but also dealing with taxes and issues related to her therapy.

Chemotherapy is brutal. Radiation was something way beyond that.. The goal of these therapies is to kill everything in your body before it kills you. I wanted to take the burden off her. When dad had his massive stroke he was on a respirator and in a coma we asked my brother to make a tape of dad’s music to play continuously in his ears.  After ten days, he was out of the coma and was breathing on his own.  You can’t tell me that God didn’t have a role in that.

Surreal Last Exit

‘My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer,’ the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky. ‘Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.‘”  ~ Paolo Coehlo

Chemotherapy makes everyone suffer.  Facing fear and suffering I decided to bring a tape of my father’s music into the chemo suite when she had chemo and radiation therapy and it majestically made the most terrifying moments evaporate from both of us. It not only served as a connection between the two of us, it was a connection for the other patients and the hospital staff as well.   We laughed and interacted with one patient in particular, Pat.  Pat had colon cancer.  It had metastasized and spread to her bone.  I met her when I had my mastectomy and she lay in the bed next to me after surgery.  Mom came in and waited for me to come around.  I opened my eyes and there they were.  What a beautiful sight.  Apparently mom and Pat formed a bond.  When mom had the pick put in, Pat hovered over me like a lioness guarding her cubs.  After the pick was in mom, she developed a serious infection they could not control.  After a week, mom was moved to a nursing home in Paramus New Jersey for 90 days.  I couldn’t drive so Pat would come and sit on my bed holding the phone while we talked to mom and talked until the nurse came in and told us she would have the phone removed. Mom had two daughters now.  That spring all we did was laugh and act silly….More to come… See you between the words…, Peace and Love Out! JBC -8) & <3.

Japanese translation for meaning
Japanese translation for meaning

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Jazzin’ Thru Thursday ~Mindfulness, Improv and Jazz: The Wow Factor ~ Oh My! Featuring Ballet Dance Jazz J. Company – Mindfulness Meditation Jazz

 

Jazzin' thru Thursday
Jazzin’ thru Thursday

 

I found out you have to study the culture of the music as well in order to learn jazz.” Regina Carter: Improvising A Life In Jazz

 

jazz improv

 

You know you are immensely creative?  No seriously.  Don’t deny it.  Since you were born, you were given the gift to constantly create your reality.  Some of us engage in it more than others.  Sometimes folks tell you that you are not creative or even you don’t consider yourself a creative type well the truth is that you are constantly creating ideas with every breath that you take.  Jazz can teach us about mutual respect, to nurture our own creativity, spontaneity and how we interact with ourselves and one another and accentuates our innate ability to thrive and build our sustainability skills.

Mindfulness is an invitation to become aware of the constant flow of the universe both inner and exterior and gives us the choice to acknowledge it and either get into the rhythm or to choose to let it flow outside in harmony.   When we become aware of ideas from a sense of serenity at the shore of the ocean or stream you are more likely to develop a different perspective and with that insight will see things in the light of all the commotion that is swirling around us.

 

When mindfulness is combined with jazz’s art of improvisation you become engaged in the process of creating thru words, numbers, music, art, or movement you will never get lost in a concept you actually become a part of the process in its purest form of creativity and enlightenment.  Mindfulness allows us to awaken to the world with childlike wonder and amazement giving us the joy to play with new concepts and seeing and being things from a new perspective.  Judgment and critical thinking is set aside for analysis.  Mindfulness is the ability to let things evolve and not interfere.  It allows you to be patient and know that things are about to happen and not having any expectations of how things will turn out.

The Wow Factor according to Collins dictionary is an informal striking or impressive feature that stimulates us to become creative. Information, trends, media, iPod, iPads, Surface tablets, android or smart phones have invaded our space and taken over our ability to rely on our own devices.  I am so much more connected and happier when I turn those devices off.  Check into a good book, not an e-reader, and watch the television with a big ol’ bowl of my homemade Vegan Ice cream with mangos and pineapple and coconut cream and of course in my p.j.’s.

So let’s get into the Jazz – Just follow what Count Basie said to me at a rehearsal for the Newport Jazz Festival in 1967… “It’s the way you play that makes it . . . Play like you play. Play like you think, and then you got it, if you’re going to get it. And whatever you get, that’s you, so that’s your story.”  We are all story’s waiting to be told.  Mindfulness just gets your head back into the process.   There is fullness in every moment filled with possibilities and is unburdened by our expectations.

It’s easy to make mindfulness improve a part of your life. You already have it!  Just close your eyes and remember those moments when you played until your mom or dad had to pry you away.  Losing all sense of time, space, and everything that was outside of the moment you were fully engaged in.  Just go back.  Don’t think it is silly, maybe it is.  So what!  I know when I got the horrible news that I had breast cancer my mind froze.  Then I felt I was thrown into some vortex of fear, denial, loss, anger, betrayal and the fear surrounding death.  I knew in that precise moment that I had to go back to the times that mom and dad came to the tennis courts at my high school at nine o’clock at night to bring me home because it was dark and I was still hitting those iridescent yellow balls against a junior from Northwestern University who was an alumnus of my high school.  That is what being in the Jazz or in full WOW FACTOR MODE is all aboutAre you ready, then gear up, bring whatever suits your fancy ‘cause man this is gonna be out of sight!  See you there, keep looking for the space between the notes or words or artistic expression.  You will see that you are beyond WOW, You are Amazing!  Peace and Love Out!  JBC 😎 and ❤  It is like an Oreo, it’s Wonder- filled…

Japanese translation for meaning
Japanese translation for meaning

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Word Play Wednesday…Here’s The Only Way Left For Regular Guys/Gals Like You And Me To Listen 2 ur life as a Portal to Self Discovery and Expression using Mindfulness Improv to turn Adversity into Love feat. RelaxingRecords – Smooth Jazz Evening – Brain Music

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My year of living musically focused on the ability to listen to discern one style from another.  There are specific characteristics that can allow you to search for the truth in our hearts and through self-expression that bring us closer.  Listening intentionally make those sounds come true.  Hearing is the foyer to listening in the parlor, where self-analysis leads to a better understanding of yourself and others.  I had a conversation the other day and it felt as though they were not listening.  I could tell from the questions they asked.  Hearing has become commonplace and superficial in its nature.  Your voice is not heard because of the weeds that grow out of only hearing, and not engaging.  It is a symphony of cacophony.  The sounds at the end of the day left me feeling barren and alone.  I befriended my voice in my head, only to hear how sterile and contrived life had become.  It was a conspiracy of nay-sayers that can bring only darkness to the light.  Hard hearted they come and crowd my voice separating me from my soul.  On the bright side it is only temporary and you can turn things around in any given moment.

Hearing is illusion personified by benign neglect.  Reading aloud in a language you cannot understand.   To have ears, that had become defended by the madness and noise of society.  Let’s Play

 “Listening”

Jannat Marie

His cadence moved me.

tonality and voicing askew

began as a thought.

Timing in one note

A picture in a thousand words

Reveals culture’s rage

emerged over time “freeing” the beat

flavored by emotional riffs

hearing in the seasoning thyme

Tasting memories

hot crusted timbre sings

crying out for freedom

Feeling the sounds in the sun

seeing a warm moist noise of forgiveness

Hearing life’s rhythm in 4/4 time

senses filled with harmony

where meeting counterpoint to point

at the synergy of knowing

equality of rights anoint

Dancing in darkness

becomes a conspiracy of the truth.

 

So jazz does not have to be an acquired taste.  I began listening to jazz in my mother’s womb.  Dad took me to rehearsals and recording of the Monterey Jazz Festival Orchestra when I was nine years old and I became a fan instantly.  Transforming the sounds to words and art I felt inside.  I had fallen in love with sound and words.  Dad taught the basics about jazz music and the musicians form of self expression and improvisation.  It will enhance your listening experience immensely.  So, lean back, open your mind and heart as we begin our wonderful process of exploring jazz terrains and vistas.  Peace Out!

Japanese translation for meaning
Japanese translation for meaning

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Jazz on Canvas ~ Poet’s Beat ~ Notes on the Art of Memory by Diane di Palma accompanied by Monk’s Dream Take 8

Kadinsky and the Spiritual in Art
Kadinsky and the Spiritual in Art

Jazz Mimesis is an imitation of Aristotle’sPoetics” exploring a critical and philosophical premise covering a wide range of meanings as relates to Poet’s Beat category of this blog.   I imagine that when Diane wrote this poem she was grooving to this melody.  Peace Out!  JBC 😎

“The only war that matters is the war against the imagination / All other wars are subsumed in its’ and of whom her contemporary….” Beat poet Michael McClure, commented, “There is no other poet like Diane di Prima.” 

For the past twenty years she has lived and worked in northern California, where she took part in the political activities of the Diggers, lived in a late-sixties’ commune, studied Zen Buddhism, Sanskrit and alchemy, and raised her five children. From 1980 to 1986 she taught hermetic and esoteric traditions in poetry, in a short-lived but significant program at New College of California. Her work has been translated into over twenty languages.

 Notes on the Art of Memory

by Diane di Palma

for Thelonious Monk

The Stars are a memory system

for thru them

                                    we remember our origin

Our home is behind the sun

or a divine wind

                                               that fills us

makes us think so.

 

 

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Are We There Yet? Jazz Bytes ~ My Fave Multi-Layered Scallion Pancakes by Mandy @ Lady and pups • Food trucks roll into Monterey for Street Food Festival by By Dennis Taylor feat. Gil Fuller & Monterey Jazz Festival – Big Sur – 2007 – Remaster

For you Foodies that want to get your grub on at the Festival here is my all time favorite Street Food…Bon Appétit!  JBC ❤

Scallion-Pancake
Scallion-Pancake

Multi-Layered Scallion Pancakes

By Mandy @ Lady and pups •

Author Notes: Here’s a recipe for creating one of the beloved street snacks in Taiwan, thin and soft flatbread with multi-laminated diced scallions and scallion oil.

NOTE: One of the tricks, I believe, is not to roll the dough to such deadly thinness that you lose the layers. The first roll-out, when you apply the scallion oil, should be slightly thinner than 1/8 inch. And the final roll-out should be a bit thicker than 1/16 inch. Any thinner than that, and you’ll flatten out all the work you’ve done. I’m not gonna lie: You may fail the first time. But it will eventually take you to yummy town.

There’s no reason why the awesomeness of this flatbread can’t be expanded to other herbs besides scallion. Think basil, a little rosemary, thyme, or garlic and parsley. Whatever you have on hand, really, is going to turn these flatbread into great snacks or a show-stealing addition to a bread basket (don’t you loooove bread baskets!?) ~ Mandy @ Lady and pups

 

Makes 4 large flatbreads.

Dough:

  • 1cup (130 grams) all-purpose flour
  • 1cup (140 grams) bread flour
  • 2teaspoons sugar
  • 1/4teaspoon salt
  • 1/2cup (120 grams) hot/warm water (150° F)
  • 1/4cup cold/room-temperature water
  • 1/4cup (50 grams) vegetable oil

Scallion oil and fillings

  • 2cups (105 grams) diced scallions, divided
  • 1/2cup (100 grams) vegetable oil
  • 1teaspoon salt
  • 1teaspoon ground white pepper, divided into 1/2 teaspoon each
  • 1/4teaspoon ground black pepper
  • 1/8teaspoon baking soda
  • Coarse sea salt, to taste
  • More vegetable oil for frying

 

  1. TO MAKE THE DOUGH: Mix all-purpose flour, bread flour, sugar, and salt together in the bowl of a stand mixer. Bring a small pot of water to 150º F (it should be almost too hot to touch but NOT close to a simmer), then with the machine running on low, add 1/2 cup of the hot water into the flour mixture. Mix for 1 minute or so. The mixture will still look like loose flours with large lumps. Then add 1/4 cup of cold water and mix for 1 minute, and then add 1/4 cup of vegetable oil. Turn the machine to medium-high speed and knead the dough for 5 minutes until shiny and elastic. The dough will be very wet and sticking to the side of the bowl in the beginning (if it seems tacky already, add 1 teaspoon of water), but it should slowly pull away cleanly at the end of kneading. When you lift the dough hook, the wet dough should droop down from the hook slowly.
  2. If you must knead with your hands, you can. But keep in mind that this is quite a wet dough and it will stick to your hands while kneading. Cover the bowl with plastic wrap and let the dough rest for at least 1 hour.
  3. TO MAKE THE SCALLION OIL AND FILLING: Add 1 cup of diced scallions, vegetable oil, salt, 1/2 teaspoon of ground white pepper and 1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper in a blender and blend until smooth. Transfer into a bowl. Take 3 tablespoons of the mixture out into another bowl and add 1/8 teaspoon of baking soda, mix until combined and keep both in the fridge. Mix the rest of the 1 cup of diced scallion with 1/2 tsp of ground white pepper, set aside.
  4. TO MAKE THE FLATBREADS: Divide the dough into 4 portions and set on a well-floured surface. Take 1 portion, dust with more flour, and roll it into about a 1/8-inch sheet. Apply a generous layer of scallion oil (mixed with baking soda) and sprinkle 2 tablespoons of diced scallions over the sheet, then fold it in the same direction 3 times (like folding a letter) into a log, then fold the log lengthwise 2 times into a round shape (try to eliminate as much air as possible while you fold). Set aside (to let it rest) and repeat the same process with the other 3 portions.
  5. Now go back to the first dough you worked on (which has had a few minutes to rest) and press it down gently into a thick, flat disk. There will be air pockets in between the layers which will make it hard to roll out, so pierce the dough a few times with a fork and dust with only enough flour to prevent sticking, then roll into a large circle slightly thicker than 1/16 inch. (Be careful not to over-roll it because you’ll risk flattening all the layers.) If the dough springs back stubbornly, rest it for another 2 min. If you want to keep the flatbreads in the freezer, laminate the rolled-out doughs in between two sheets of parchment paper and tuck inside a zip-lock bag. Keep frozen until needed.
  6. Heat 2 tablespoons of oil in a large, nonstick skillet over medium heat. Carefully lift the dough up and transfer to the skillet. Cook over medium-low heat, add more oil if needed, and cook until golden brown on both sides (it’s important to add enough oil). The baking soda will create bubbles in between layers during cookings. Right off the skillet while it’s still hot, brush the top with more scallion oil (without baking soda). Serve immediately.

This recipe is a Community Pick!

I thought that you would like to see the Foodies Goodies from a Street food festival that will be also appearing at this year’s Jazz Festival  ~

Food trucks roll into Monterey for Street Food Festival

dtaylor@montereyherald.com @mchdennistaylor on Twitter

 

Food fest at the Monterey Jazz Festival
Food fest at the Monterey Jazz Festival

 

MONTEREY >> On a picturesque Monterey Peninsula famous for froufrou food festivals, the Monterey County Fair & Event Center was the place to be Saturday for anyone who wears a Timex instead of a Rolex, and would rather wear a T-shirt than a silk shirt.

Nobody needed a $500 ticket to get into the Monterey Street Food Festival — admission was free — and most of the “top chefs” did their cooking on the inside of brightly painted food trucks. And if all of those T-shirt-wearing critics are to be believed, the cuisine was just as delectable as anything at Pebble Beach Food & Wine.

“We just happened to be driving by today, saw all the cars and decided to stop and see what was going on,” said Carmel resident Tina Claypool as she and her husband, Joe, lunched on tri-tip and calamari from Spice It Up Catering. “We were hoping there would be food inside, but we had no idea it was a food festival. We’re new to the area — we’ve been living in England for the past three years — and I thought maybe they were having horse races or something.”

“This is great,” Joe added. “I wish they did this every weekend, or a couple of times a month. It would be a nice place to stop and have lunch.”

There were offerings to suit almost every taste. Kukisbowl offered Japanese cuisine. The menu at Beyond the Border included Pacific Rockfish tacos, chimichurri steak salad, and chipotle ranch chicken, The Little Red Barn, a Salinas company, hyped its “world famous potatoes,” corn nachos, bacon, barbecue and broccoli. Omininjasi served up garlic ginger rice, bun vermicelli noodles, sweet potato tots and green waffles. At India Gourmet, the options included naan wrap, lamb or chicken curry, spinach saag and mixed vegetables.

Joe Claypool of Carmel tears off a piece of potato from a Tornado Potato at the third annual Monterey Street Food Festival on Saturday. Joe and his wife, Tina, who recently moved back to the United States from England, were driving by the fairgrounds when they noticed all the cars parked outside and decided to stop themselves. (Vernon McKnight/Herald Correspondent)

At Maha’s Lebanese Cuisine, they lined up for falafel sandwiches, chicken, beef or lamb shawarma, and mixed kabob.

“We come down from Redwood City every year and it’s an awful lot of fun,” said Richard Deutsch through the window of the Old Port Lobster Snackmobile, where the specialties included “lobstah rolls,” “lobstah crunch,” pulled pork, and baked macaroni and cheese. “I also have four Lobster Shack restaurants — one in Redwood City, one in Portola Valley, and two in San Jose — but I love coming to this event, where we get a lot of families, young people, old people . . . it’s a blast.”

The soundtrack for the five-hour festival was provided by Jake Nielsen’s Triple Threat, a Santa Cruz blues/rock trio, and additional culture arrived with the Monterey Library’s Bookmobile, which offered gourmet pretzels.

Fouad Aridi of Lebanon, working with his family, owners of Maha’s Lebanese Cuisines of Monterey, turns a potato into a Tornado Potato at the Monterey Street Food Festival on Saturday. (Vernon McKnight/Herald Correspondent)

“We like to do outreach at a lot of the community events, which is why we’re here today,” explained Joanne White, a library assistant at Monterey Public Library. “We like to tell the kids about our summer reading program, which is coming up next month, and we also like signing people up for library cards. And if I wasn’t here, I’d be in the library all day, so this is a fun day for me.”

“I actually live right down the street, but this is the first time I’ve ever been to this event,” said Andrea Bruno. “I think it’s great. It’s a free event. The whole family can come. There’s live music. The food is great. They should do this every weekend.”

Fouad Aridi of Lebanon, working with his family, owners of Maha’s Lebanese Cuisines of Monterey, deep fries a Tornado Potato at the Monterey Street Food Festival on Saturday. (Vernon McKnight/Herald Correspondent)

 

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Do You Know the Way to Monterey? Tribute to the 2014 Monterey Jazz Festival

2014 MJF Poster

Gear Up!  Get your bags packed, book your weekend and flight to Monterey for the upcoming 57th Annual Monterey Jazz Festival on Friday September 19th.  Don’t forget your shades, your cool swagger and most of all your insatiable acoustic and visual appetite for Jazz at its finest.  This is especially something that I look forward to every year since 1965 inspiring me to write a book filled with acoustic and visual recreations of the festival that became the template for A Year of Musical Thinking.

The 2015 MJF  is an acoustic and visual meditative journey traversing the extraordinary and intriguing   lives and careers of the  1965 Men from Monterey jazz legends – Gil Fuller, Dizzy Gillespie and James Moody.   It will be a contemporary and archival film, along with commentary from the jazz and pop sounds; visual contemporary  and literary arts worlds, to create and explore through mindfulness improvisation gaining a better understand these enigmatic men and their spiritual expression and pursuit through jazz. Gil Fuller was top arranger and band leader for the 1965 Monterey Jazz Festival Orchestra featuring Dizzy Gillespie and James Moody who were celebrating their twenty year reunion.  Fuller was credited with enhancing the careers of Dizzy Gillespie and James Moody providing the catalyst for their mindfulness improvisational genius that liberated their uniqueness and expression so they could discover themselves.  An interview with Vincent Pelote a renown jazz historian provided a glimpse of Gil Fuller using own Impressive, moving, stirring, and touching words and music rendering a prosaic and poetic thread that becomes a wonderful tapestry of  his life and the gifts he gave to me to through acoustic and visual snapshots of the unique aspects of our life together.  Here is a sample and one that I play in my car with the top down and cruising the Peninsula:  Enjoy!  Peace Out!  JBC 😎

Here is a special treat check out this trailer… Directed by Jeffrey Morse andDorothy Darr, the latter who is Charles Lloyd‘s painter/filmmaker wife, the documentary Charles Lloyd: Arrows Into Infinity chronicles the influential saxophonist and composer’s life and career range.

Charles Lloyd was one of the most influential jazz musicians of the 1960s. His music crossed traditional boundaries and explored new territories. Born in Memphis, he grew up steeped in the blues but with an ear for modernity. At the age of 26, he was a bandleader with two successful records on Columbia Records, including Forest Flower, recorded live at the Monterey Jazz Festival in 1966. His group, the Charles Lloyd Quartet, consisted of an undiscovered Keith Jarrett, Jack DeJohnette and Cecil McBee.

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Jazz on Canvas ~ In Camera: Jazz and the New Aesthetic ~ Sounds by Rens Newland – “About aesthetics” ~ and Dizzy Gillespie’s “Things are Here”~ Photography by Roy Decarava ~ Prelude

In Memory and Rezpect ~ Roy DeCarava Flickr Sharing
In Memory and Rezpect ~ Roy DeCarava Flickr Sharing

“It starts before you snap the shutter… It starts with your sense of what’s important.” These are the words of Roy DeCarava, one of the foremost photographic artists of the twentieth century, contributor to the Family of Man exhibit and the first black photographer to receive a Guggenheim Fellowship. These are the words of a man who focuses his lens, sensitivities and conscience on the life, tempo and sensibilities of black people and the contemporary urban environment.

The first time I met Mr. DeCarava was when I was five years old. We lived on Riverside Drive and my father knew him as an up and coming photographer and he became our family photographer most of all a dear friend.  He took family pictures that I have lost over the years of moving around the country.  However, he had a distinct “eye” for the details of our daily life.

Flickr Share Roy Decarava 4th of July, Prospect Park, New York, 1979
Flickr Share Roy Decarava 4th of July, Prospect Park, New York, 1979

 

There was one photograph that effortlessly appears when listening to jazz guitarist Rens Newland’s “About aesthetics” is a sepia toned photograph of New York Ciy Riverside Park across from our loft taken in the late ‘50s on the Saturday just before  Labor Day.  Mr. DeCarava was capturing families and folks in the park.  We would always go out on the weekends either to the park, movies, museums, etc .  Mom was wearing a brown striped sun dress; I was wearing one of my Sunday best dresses that was white with red polka dots with white socks with black patent leather Mary Jane’s. My father was sitting on a bench, mom was looking down at both of us and I was holding a bottle of  Coca Cola that was three quarters my height at the tender age of five that dad had given to me.  He wanted to pour the soda into my mouth,  Mr. DeCarva was perched in a tree about five yards from us and he captured my snatching the Coca Cola bottle away from dad declaring “I do it, I do it” turning away from him and lifting the bottle straight up and didn’t miss a drop.  The shutter closed on each and every frame as though watching a slow motion film with a syncopated tempo.  Mr. DeCarava was so excited he ran over and said to us “that was crazy man!”  My mother and father laughed and I was looking at these old folks wondering what was so funny…  There was no such thing as a digital professional cameras back then.

 

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Courtesy of Creative Commons Administrative Offices

In the early 60s technology was in its infancy stage.  Mom had cradled me and taught me how to read at three years old.  My father was very busy and had a grand piano in the loft that he would let me sit next to him and he would teach me how to sight sing and hearing while watching him play the keys.  Sometimes he even let me stand in front of him and he would move my hands and we would sing the notes.  It was the same way he taught me how to ball room dance atop his feet.  It was an enchanting time and when I actually remember falling in love with reading with mom or sitting on the piano bench learning jazz at the piano and sitting on the couch nestled between my rents looking at photographs.  My world was either black and white or sepia which felt as though it was a treasure of times gone past and something that made me feel safe and warm and most of all loved.  Today, when I reflect on those times the aesthetics were a part of liminal living.  It was commonplace to go the Metropolitan Museum of Art, to movie theaters, Broadway plays, a chic and marvelous urban living that held magic and secrets hidden in the streets.

Roy Decarava's Boy in printed shirt, New York, 1978 Flickr Share
Roy Decarava’s Boy in printed shirt, New York, 1978 Flickr Share

Now it seems that the more we include technology in our lives, i.e. iPhone, IPad, iPod, Androids, laptops, tablets, Xbox the list is growing exponentially.  I think it happened overnight.  Growing up it was a big deal to have a Black and White television set.  However, I know that I am not too old to remember that life and school was about developing and creating and finding out about the world and making your way in the world.  Slowly but surely technology is seeping into our lives and causing a sense of “dissociative identity disorder” that is manifesting and causes us to live in a virtual reality plunging us into a chaos that is impacts and influences how we conduct our lives.  If  we  had a brown out or black out folks would absolutely lose their minds  they become filled with anxiety, frustration and not knowing what to do.  Arianna Huffington in her book “Thrive” she speaks of living life plugged into an outlet sort of life you must take back the control in your life and reconnect and reclaim the part of ourselves that makes us who we are.

I honestly believe that the society is reflecting how technology and reliance on it to define and design our life that will become fragmented, mindlessly drawn into a virtual nightmare  that addicts us to our tablets, Xbox and being educated in hybrid classrooms further dis-associating us to the point that we have surrendered to the wrong master.  I want to live a life that is evolving and changing everyday with or without electronic apps, tablets, video.  I know that God has a plan for all of us and we become complacent finding ways to engage and inspire one another.  If this continues we will eventually lose the ability to create and identify aspects of  our lives that we are living.  Mindfulness improvisation is a portal for me to reconnect and reaffirm my life in the present tense and  to effectively and completely live the life that our Creator has Graced and Blessed us with…  See you between the notes…more on Aesthetics, get your shades, kicks and open your mind to explore The New Aesthetic and Jazz terrains and vistas.  Peace Out!  JBC

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Poet’s Beat on Jazz Canvas ~“I have been a stranger in a strange land” by Rita Dove Featuring Kyle Eastwood – The Way Home Art by Adrian Piper

Adrian Piper since 1965
Adrian Piper since 1965

Adrian Piper is a painter, collagist and teacher of philosophy. She is an artist who deals mostly with issues of racism and sexism as they confront the black woman in her everyday life. Many of her artworks in the past have been very successful due to a direct and personnel approach. Piper has also been recognized for including typed print on her pieces. These remind the viewer of various artists during the pop era in the 1960s, when tied text or magazine articles were often part of artistic pieces.  Courtesy of Yale

Sometimes I feel lie Rita Dove because of the situations and circumstance of my birth.    The lines have been blurred by the imposed by American society and cultural differences.  My prologue set the stage for an adventurous and mysterious life.  When I was three years old mom opened my world to the power of words.  I read everything she brought home.  When I was eleven that was my prolific learning of jazz, art and words.  Being careful with my selections and following rules I made up.  I love seeing jazz, life and the world differently and always in the present tense.  Adrian and Rita share aspects of the vision that has taken place in my heart.  Kyle Eastwood sets the tone, ambiance and a great appreciation of that fact.  To this end, I hope you like the area I have chosen today.  Peace Out!  JBC 😎

 

“I have been a stranger in a strange land”

by Rita Dove

Life’s spell is so exquisite, everything conspires to break it. ~ Emily Dickinson

 

It wasn’t bliss. What was bliss

but the ordinary life? She’d spend hours

in patter, moving through whole days

touching, sniffing, tasting . . . exquisite

housekeeping in a charmed world.

And yet there was always

 

more of the same, all that happiness,

the aimless Being There.

So she wandered for a while, bush to arbor,

lingered to look through a pond’s restive mirror.

He was off cataloging the universe, probably,

pretending he could organize

what was clearly someone else’s chaos.

 

That’s when she found the tree,

the dark, crabbed branches

bearing up such speechless bounty,

she knew without being told

this was forbidden. It wasn’t

a question of ownership—

who could lay claim to

such maddening perfection?

 

And there was no voice in her head,

no whispered intelligence lurking

in the leaves—just an ache that grew

until she knew she’d already lost everything

except desire, the red heft of it

warming her outstretched palm.

 

Source: Poetry (October 2002).

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Jazz on Canvas ~ Four Mindfulness Improvisational Steps to Find Your Life’s Wake feat. Francesco Santucci – Last Train to Heaven ~ Artwork by Romare Bearden

Romare Bearden Jazz Collage
Romare Bearden Jazz Collage

I am in the present. I cannot know what tomorrow will bring forth. I can know only what the truth is for me today. That is what I am called upon to serve, and I serve it in all lucidity.” ~ Igor Stravinsky

It is a beautiful morning here in Seattle and I wish you great health, a very long life, success in all your endeavors and most of all awesome joy. Most folks are capable of setting goals of things they want to accomplish in their lives.  But that is not where the riff comes in; it comes in how the heck we intend on doing that!  We all make resolutions as a routine ritual for New Year’s, but, unfortunately one fourth of those resolutions are forsaken after fifteen weeks.  Could it be that setting up goals is easy enough but when the first sign of trouble or difficulty arises that is when sticking to your dream and waiting through the strife goes out the window?  This is what  separates girls from women and boys from men happens.  I say this because I have lived this cycle of being hopeful, making plans and end by giving up  at the first sign of difficulty or say …”it was only a resolution”  Living this cycle has created a tremendous  hardship in my life. I had a lot personal habits I wanted to get rid of or change, but due to lack of self-discipline and mindfulness improvisation, I was not able to do so.

Live in Music Inspired by Romare Bearden, by k Madison Moore
Live in Music Inspired by Romare Bearden, by k Madison Moore

Here are four mindfulness improvisational strategies based on Jazz Lifestyles that changed and improved  and transformed my life that worked and made me feel like I am capable of living life to the fullest and could handle any riffs or licks that came into my life.

· Romare Bearden Estate; art  Copyright Licenced by Romare Bearden Foundation
· Romare Bearden Estate; art Copyright Licenced by Romare Bearden Foundation

Step One: Getting Centered
Mindfulness improvisation creates the inner stillness that is the key ingredient for “listening” our soul’s calling to us. It is what I have found when I pray, I have to wait for the answer.  Sometimes it is the answer you don’t want to get.  Sometimes it seems irrelevant but it is a necessary step for us.  That is what I learned from my father, he was composing a song that he could construct from listening intently and connected with the sound and story emanating from within.

Facing the challenge to Getting Centered
Suffering a loss of job or someone can create a sense of sadness and confusion making centering virtually impossible. Taking small steps at a time can make all the difference.  You will be acknowledging your pain and loss and not being “hard” on ourselves will provide a nurturing state rather than a guilty state.  Mindfulness improve is the surface from which our worst emotional pain rises, crests, breaks and withdraws like a wave of the surf. Mindfulness improv allows you to stay mentally and physically still while  we acoustically and visually observe the process giving us the experience, knowledge and courage to face whatever our lives may bring.

How to get into a mindfulness improvisational state
Getting into mindfulness state is simply sit or lie down and focusing on your breaths.  Sometimes it helps to intentionally slow the intake and pause for a few seconds then exhale.   Let’s say you are upset or angry about something, you would breathe in all of what is bothering you, hold it for a few moments, then slowly exhale slowly releasing your issues.  You would do this until you feel relaxed and at peace.

 

Romare Bearden art in harlem renaissance
Romare Bearden art in harlem renaissance

Step Two: Living Your Truth
This step is about getting a better understanding of ourselves and is not some metaphysical state that springs forth with some mythical epiphany.  It is getting a better understanding of yourself by acknowledging what is happening to you, what is happening within you and through improvisation you resolve those issues based on what your truth is with respect to that specific circumstance.  My truth on the same situation might be totally different.  Also, when you share your circumstance with others, you will find how they would handle it and take from that your truth.  When we own our truth positive changes begins to transform you. The truth really does set us free.

Obstacles to Knowing the Truth
You may want to hide from the truth because once it’s out in the open, it will cause your life to change or you fear you will not be liked. That’s always scary however spoken truths  that emanates from the heart are always cause change that is positive in the long run, despite the discomfort you experienced at first. It is the best way to face and overcome your fears.

How to recognize your Truth
After doing a mindfulness meditation and have dealt with a person or situation that you want to handle through improv, there are questions you can answer so you can improvise a plan of action.  Ask yourself… What is really going on in my life right now?  What is my truth about how I honestly feel about the situation?  What is the compassionate answer to this situation right now?

 

The Blues by Romare Bearden
The Blues by Romare Bearden

Step Three: Feeling in order to Improvise Your Soul’s Desires
Most folks go through life believing they will find happiness and success through other people.  Believing that if I get married all of my troubles will disappear.  Or if I get a good job and make a lot of money and become rich I will be happy.  But in all honesty you are conditionally living your life.  That one circumstance will make your life so much better.  If we use mindfulness improvisation to identify what we are facing and finding ways that all parties will benefit is living in the moment.  Improvisation means living in the moment; using lies or manipulating others is,
Obstacles to Improvising
A lot of folks take what other people describe as desires and not identifying our own is the best way to go about life.  We abandon our ability to separate ourselves from our tribes, i.e., families, peers and most of all our culture. The soul reveals what we want and need, while the mind allows us to think we know what we want and need.

How to use Mindfulness Improv to Know Your Soul’s Desires
That is where visioning and seeing what comes to mind when you set up a sheet of paper that has “Things I want.” You free write whatever  comes to your mind.  On the second sheet of paper you would write “Things I yearn for.”   Once again you will free write things that are completely different from your want page.  You will discover when reviewing both Want and Desire pages that does not automatically lead to freedom, intimacy and self-acceptance. It is okay, if immediately you don’t know how the universe intends to fulfill your soul’s desires.  The secret is to let go of outcomes and confusion of what you truly need from what you want will manifest the second you let go and allow the process to happen.  I can honestly say that has always been a truth for me.  Also, I don’t always get what I want, but I do always get what I need.

Romare Bearden
Romare Bearden

Step Four: Trust that your life is unfolding gracefully
Why Trust brings Grace into our lives

Completely letting go of desires and outcome you achieve a sense of non-attachment.  This frees you from depending and relying on Outcomes.  The art of letting go is a naturally occuring spiritual result of trust.  Your relationship and trust in God will fulfill its own nature by answering your soul’s requests, once you have identified and acknowledged them. To sit patiently with the anticipation that has not yet been fulfilled, and to trust that, that fulfillment will come true, is indeed the most powerful “spiritual gift” that human beings are capable of.
How to Trust through Applied Love
You begin by opening your heart to Hope!   Your trust in the universe and the process to bring into light your soul’s desires is what is necessary to have your dreams fulfilled.

You can start by making a wish or request then listen intently to a song you love.  Take time to ensure that your feeling is really coming from your soul. Then, intentionally choose to trust that your wish will be fulfilled. Sit back close your eyes and watch and feel how your feelings and desires have shifted and your reward is a great and peaceful feeling.  Sometimes letting go allows us to get what we need.  Peace Out!  JBC 😎

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Poet’s Beat ~ “Transformation & Escape” by Gregory Corso feat.Gil Fuller & Monterey Jazz Festival – Things Are Here – Feat. Dizzy Gillespie

For Kandinsky-Great grandson Anton S. Kandinsky
For Kandinsky-Great grandson Anton S. Kandinsky

This is a prelude to an understanding and appreciation for poetry and jazz in terms of harmonic complexities and spontaneous or improvisation utterances from the soul of the poet in both an acoustic and literary styles.  The American social and literary movement of the 1950s and ’60s brought out the artists’ communities in San Francisco, Los Angeles, and New York.  For me, I had the best of all of these locations growing up and experimenting with sounds and words and colors.  Its modality was expressed alienation from conventional society and advocated personal expression and illumination infused with an awareness and higher state of consciousness.  The Beat poets, included Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Allen Ginsberg, Gregory Corso who sought to liberate poetry from academia creating verse that was syncopated extrapolations of American life that was sometimes sprinkled with missives, and digressions but very powerful and moving.  It was a time that was riddled with LSD and mushrooms from Kerouac that I felt was not truly an expression of genius but a drug induced state that smacked of “Alice in Wonderland” perspective leaving out the key elements of Jazz Poetry and its impact in our lives.  This poem I believe establishes that.  Peace Out! JBC 😎

 

 Transformation & Escape

BY GREGORY CORSO

1

 

I reached heaven and it was syrupy.

It was oppressively sweet.

Croaking substances stuck to my knees.

Of all substances St. Michael was stickiest.

I grabbed him and pasted him on my head.

I found God a gigantic fly paper.

I stayed out of his way.

I walked where everything smelled of burnt chocolate.

Meanwhile St. Michael was busy with his sword

hacking away at my hair.

I found Dante standing naked in a blob of honey.

Bears were licking his thighs.

I snatched St. Michael’s sword

and quartered myself in a great circular adhesive.

My torso fell upon an elastic equilibrium.

As though shot from a sling

my torso whizzed at God fly paper.

My legs sank into some unimaginable sog.

My head, though weighed with the weight of St. Michael,

did not fall.

Fine strands of multi-colored gum

suspended it there.

My spirit stopped by my snared torso.

I pulled! I yanked! Rolled it left to right!

It bruised! It softened! It could not free!

The struggle of an Eternity!

An Eternity of pulls! of yanks!

Went back to my head,

St. Michael had sucked dry my brainpan!

Skull!

My skull!

Only skull in heaven!

Went to my legs.

St. Peter was polishing his sandals with my knees!

I pounced upon him!

Pummeled his face in sugar in honey in marmalade!

Under each arm I fled with my legs!

The police of heaven were in hot pursuit!

I hid within the sop of St. Francis.

Gasping in the confectionery of his gentility

I wept, caressing my intimidated legs.

 

2

 

They caught me.

They took my legs away.

They sentenced me in the firmament of an ass.

The prison of an Eternity!

An Eternity of labor! of hee-haws!

Burdened with the soiled raiment of saints

I schemed escape.

Lugging ampullae its daily fill

I schemed escape.

I schemed climbing impossible mountains.

I schemed under the Virgin’s whip.

I schemed to the sound of celestial joy.

I schemed to the sound of earth,

the wail of infants,

the groans of men,

the thud of coffins.

I schemed escape.

God was busy switching the spheres from hand to hand.

The time had come.

I cracked my jaws.

Broke my legs.

Sagged belly-flat on plow

on pitchfork

on scythe.

My spirit leaked from the wounds.

A whole spirit pooled.

I rose from the carcass of my torment.

I stood in the brink of heaven.

And I swear that Great Territory did quake

when I fell, free.

Gregory Corso, “Transformation & Escape” from The Happy Birthday of Death. Copyright © 1960 by New Directions Publishing Corporation. Reprinted with the permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation.

Source: Mindfield: New and Selected Poems (New Directions Publishing Corporation, 1989)

 

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