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Monday, May 02, 2005

Sketching a floor
I need somewhere to hang this sweater. Somewhere of note, of worth, of high calibar.

Hearing notes on two and four that pierce me like a camera lens through a person's soul, makes me wonder why I'm moving as slow as those whom I admire would like me to move. Regressive instead of progressive it feels, though they would make me believe otherwise. Into the arms of others who I deem less worthy of my servitude, and make no mistake, it is that. Why would they push me into a world into which I don't wish to go, when they know I can maximize my time taking deep breaths and listening with stunning intent to them?

This sweater needs to hang in a warm, yes warm in the winter, cool as a former landlord's soul in the summer; a warm place, full of soul, and music, and acceptance. Not of pretention, although it will be visited by it frequently; we're trying to turn people on, not off....drive people in, not away. With all of the power that resides in my body and the bodies of those who wish to further this cause which I take upon me as my Sisyphean endeavor to bring this town the music they so deservedly need to hear and love. If Ornette Coleman's music can fill Ted Mann Concert Hall three nights in a row, I....nay, we, can fill a jazz club 5 nights a week.

Ideas roll around in others' head's.....try promoting a regular series at another club.....try jazz a couple nights a week, with other music filling the rest of the schedule.

I love you all and the suggestions that you provide to me, but no.

The place where I RECEIVED the sweater died because of that kind of thought, although it was not the owner's thought by ANY stretch of the imagination, more the landlord's, I refuse to start another club under the same pretense. If clubs like the Artists' Quarter can stay around for this long surviving on jazz alone, so can my club in the sky. That's the one thing you will hear me say in high respect to the Artists' Quarter. That place has been around for so long and hosted so many musicians, it's a wonder how they've made it, but they have.....so it is possible. Not that I do not like the AQ, but the standard of jazz musicians playing good gigs in this town at clubs needs to be raised back to where it was when Brilliant Corners was around. I think BC gave the other clubs a sort of wake-up to start putting some effort into booking gigs, to start looking for talent again, instead of sitting on their laurels (sp?) and not recognizing up and coming talent, ignoring it's music's most sacred of talent showcases and developers, the jam session. These things make me think about how many young musicians wouldn't have kept playing jazz or kept playing at all for that matter, were it not for Brilliant Corners. And these are the people that make the scene. There aren't many new jazz musicians coming to Minnesota because its a hotbed of talent, so talent need to constantly be developed and nutured while it is here.

Last week I found out that a person whom used to come to and play at the club on a normal basis was leaving town for NYC, I was extatic to hear it. He's a wonderful musician and deserves to be out there. I was glad to hear he finally made the decision, because so many musicians that deserve to be out there have been trapping themselves here. So instead of furthering themselves, and the music along the way, they stay here....remaining great musicians, but leaving the scene stale and aching for change. Perhaps that's one of the reasons that so many jazz clubs keep popping up, but failing....because the scene aches for change, but gives it no leway.

In any case....I need somewhere to hang my sweater. A place where I can see good jazz on a nightly basis, have it go deep into the night, and watch great things unfold as consequence.
post by The Mix at 7:28 PM 3 A flats

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