Jazz for aficionados

***** I don’t understand what an analysis of music is suppose[d] to achieve." That strikes me as a remarkably ignorant statement*****

Well instead of name calling, why not take this opportunity to answer the question,   You could enlighten us all.

I will assume I have to remind you that no one is saying there is anything wrong with musical analysis, it has it's place. However, the question is, should that analysis influence what we think of the Jazz performance in question.

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***** Selective memory about liner notes aside*****

I was trying to show, by asking, which type of notes were the most effective influence on the buyer.   "selective memory" ?????  Read it again  

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***** kindly explain why your personal anecdotes and Rok's comments about his Aunt should be relevant to anyone except yourselves? ******

This shows you have no appreciation of Jazz at all.  You learned Jazz history in a school house.  

And, I could make the same statement about almost every word you have uttered on this thread.

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Rok - I do think you are the one that needs to "read it again". I called your statement ignorant, not you. I said "selective memory" about liner notes because I strongly suspect you are ignoring those that previewed the music in analytical terms; fairly common, I think, on classical LPs.  As far as "enlighten us", who is "us"? Orpheus doesn’t care (regrettable, but I get it). You’ve already made your position clear. Why should I bother? I will say, however that for some of "us" analysis of the music is part of the overall enjoyment and it enhances the auditory experience. This is what it achieves. Seems a simple enough proposition: the mental process goes hand in hand with the auditory process. Understanding what I’m listening to deepens my enjoyment of the music. Is that to say enjoyment without understanding is impossible? Not at all. But in my worldview (and contrary to popular opinion), the oldest profession is taxonomy. "Man gave names to the animals". Some of us like to "give names" to the music. It deepens our appreciation. You don’t accept that for whatever reason? No problem to me, just please spare "us" the pontificating about how irrelevant it is.

Now is the time for the Frogman to shine, he never met a "Bruhah" that he didn't instantly fall in love with. Unfortunately he has a legitimate reason for not responding to my post on soul; but he picks and chooses to respond to posts like a politician; it depends on who he is in favor of on any given day.

The reason he likes a "Bruhah" is because he can write one of his two page diatribes, that if I'm included, I wont know what I said or didn't say; I wont even recognize myself. It's like seeing myself in one of those fun house mirrors; I look short and squat in one, and like a tall skinny bean pole in the next one.

Now that this has begun, there is no telling when we'll get back to music, so I might as well include a story that I've told a dozen times; it's about a guy who got a degree, or maybe degrees from Juilliard. He was my best friends brother, who lived in New York until he retired and moved to Florida.

Recently, my friend got sick (very ill) and we were trying to contact his brother in Spain, but the hotel said he left there for another hotel; anyway, I never heard him play one note of jazz, but he made a very good living teaching music.

I had two other friends who could really pack the house; they could jam like you would not believe, and neither one of them went to anybody's school. My point is quite simple, when it comes to "hard bop" jazz, either you got it, or you no got it; if they didn't care about school, why should I? Although I must concede that a degree from da big "J" will most certainly command a fat paycheck.


Enjoy the music.