Curiosity Can’t Kill The Cat or, Art Becomes Life*
I. You Can’t Go Home Again, someone once wrote And he was wrong. Of course you can—all you have to do is never leave— Leaving it behind does not mean…
I. You Can’t Go Home Again, someone once wrote And he was wrong. Of course you can—all you have to do is never leave— Leaving it behind does not mean…
Considering that the only constant within King Crimson was change, the quality of their early albums is, in hindsight, even more remarkable. Poised to conquer the world, or at least…
To know the man, get to know his music. (Or, to paraphrase Al Pacino in Serpico, "If you love the man's music, you have to love the man!") There are…
One difficulty with talking intelligently about much of the amazing music made in the ‘70s is that it is so often lazily lumped together. Classic Rock, Progressive Rock, Freedom Rock,…
Does any single figure loom as large over an art form as Robert Johnson? Bach and Shakespeare come to mind, but classical music, like literature, took centuries and multiple…
It occurs to me that I've said little, on the record, about McCoy Tyner. This is a shame, since he is one of my all-time favorite musicians and a case…
I have written more than once about my mother (here and here) but I haven't said a great deal (here) about my old man. That is, in part, because he…
The question isn’t, really, about who might be interested in this documentary; it is about who might not be. For fans who already know everything, or those indifferent to jazz…
I have a dream. If I could get some of what I envision, we would live in a world where peace, love, and understanding wasn’t funny. The Wall Street miscreants…
I seldom need an excuse to talk about Love (not that Love, this Love). I'm speaking, of course, about the great Arthur Lee and his band. In addition to the…