When I find the current news or someone’s smallness of spirit irksome or depressing, I try to turn my concentration to one evidence of Beauty close at hand. From where I sit, a pear tree’s leaves and branches wave in front of my window. At the right time, pink striations of sunset, glowing and ever-changing, are in that same window. Or I can cast my mind back to Beauty, once witnessed, never elusive: this Colorado rainbow, for instance:
Double rainbow, Evergreen, Colorado, 2014.
My readers know well the healing power of Beauty through music. So I invite you to click on the video below and simply listen — without research, without preconceptions, without judgment . . . as if you trusted me to feed you something delicious after I’d asked you to close your eyes:
Gorgeous, understated, melodic, persuasive, no? (If it doesn’t play in your country, there are multiple postings of this music: I picked the one that didn’t start with a high-volume advertisement.)
I come to this recording late, but gratefully — thanks to saxophone master and general inspiration Jon De Lucia, who put on a concert of some of these arrangements last Sunday at the Drawing Room. Because of him, I purchased the CD and listened to it this morning.
Why do I present this music in such a sideways fashion? Of course, I’d like to share what pleases me and what I believe will please my readers — hence the hours I spend on JAZZ LIVES.
But I also have an ideological purpose. Some divide this art that we love by erecting boundaries. THIS is the music I will listen to. THIS is the music I shy away from. And they apply tests, rather like someone trying to find out whether the soil is acid or alkaline. “Is this OUR KIND OF MUSIC?” “Is it “too modern?” “Is it tainted by . . . Swing . . . ?”
Everyone’s entitled to preferences. I don’t trust the taste of someone who says, “I like everything!” whether it’s music, literature, food — without some discernment, a person seems blind to subtleties. But I think sadly of people who would turn away from this music, Konitz and Giuffre, because they weren’t Papa Joe and Omer Simeon. They deprive themselves of the possibility that some Beauty — even if initially strange or alien — could enrich them for under four minutes.
So be courageous. Listen. Open ears, open heart, close prejudices, knock down barriers. Leave the Venn diagrams of PURE and IMPURE to others.
May your happiness increase!