they sat in the low light blue smoke of the room
and, after a while, running out of things to say,
he picked up a guitar and started to strum
some rudimentary chords, plucking triads and tripping harmonics
and, believing he was, of a sudden, some old blues man,
he began to throw in some hems, some hums, some uh-huhs
with such a confidence that she (and even he) began to imagine
him either genius or fool.
she sipped at the wine and wondered – perhaps this is what they call jazz?
Hey there Nick, Jazz? A lot like life – some of it you make up as you go along. Have a great day. Jerry
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Hey Jerry. Ha! Indeed!
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This made me chuckle…
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Ok, let’s take it from the top!
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I picked up my guitar for the first time in a long time the other day… but I definitely wouldn’t call the sound I produced ‘jazz’! Your poem on the other hand: jazztastic!
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Mmm, n i c e
🙂
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Smashing!
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I think it was probably Blues Folk, like Dylan when nobody is listening.
Jazz is what happens when I turn my saddlebag upside down to find a screw to use in place of my clutch lever pivot and all the loose change, bottle caps, small parts, tools and spark plugs snap, clunk and tinkle around my feet. It becomes Rock and Roll when the screw I need is right on top of the pile. Classical when the screw works.
Nice piece, Nick! Thanks for the thought nudge.
Ken
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🙂 Phew, thanks, K.
(Those two don’t know their arts from their Elbow. Don’t listen to them!)
That sounds like a great racket either way though!
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…and Minimalism is where your saddlebag contains just one item – the correct screw.
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Hm. It’s confusing. So, that’s not Glam Rock, then? 🙂
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No, probably not! But I suppose that, in this context, an empty saddlebag would be Glum Rock.
(Has that term ever been used in the Music Press? I guess The Sisters of Mercy would be a good example of Glum Rock.)
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Haha, yes! Glum Rock!
(I had a tee shirt once proclaiming ‘Cheer up, Goth’ – wonder whatever happened to that?)
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Yep…that’s jazz, all right. 💗😉
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Oh. So it was then? 🙂 Hm.
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Love the way this poem is not only words in the making but also an imaginative birth of jazz. Most great things come spontaneously!
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Hell, yeah!
Uh-huh 🙂
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Two people making the best of it, making music is a perfect place to start. 🎶
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Them heartstrings, I guess, Michele.
😉
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Yes, good to pluck on those heartstrings and keep them tuned. 💓
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Wonderful, Nick
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Thank you, Rick
(school of blues?)
😉
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Boom! Direct hit. I love this poem!!
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“Torpedoes, away and running!”
😉 Thanks, Liz xo
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You’re welcome, Nick!
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Haha! Absolutely.
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Well done Nick. Especially like the GBV shirt.
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The club is open, Bob.
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Love this! How I’m ready to hear some hums and uh-huh’s again too!
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Here’s to that, Jason!
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haha!
punk rock, not jazz?
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*forms discordant no-wave outfit, moves to Big Apple*
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learns bluegrass is all the rage now, and all the no-wavers have moved to Pittsburg.
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*gosh darn it. grows face hair, but struggles with banjo. writes ditties about postcards from pitttsburg*
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I just gotta Honda Jazz car…where does that fit in?
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Hm, that would be filed under Japanese garage. 🙂
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You’re right. Why didn’t I think of that?…..
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“You choose wisely, Grasshopper.”
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You saying my Jazz would be filed under Japanese Garage I wondered if it leant more to Japanese House instead. This is what I discovered
Original Garage is like an amped up, faster version of House. (There’s a very fine line between House and Garage). The beat is a bit heavier and more driving, but also has more swing. There are more vocals and organic sounds (hums and uh-uhs).
You are right Nick. Definitely Garage….amped, fast, driving beat, great swing…..and lotsa organic hums and uh-uhs
Ya learn something every day,……
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Haha. And Uh-huh!
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I like the line:
‘and, after a while, running out of things to say’…..
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I love that. It’s wonderful.
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Ah, thanks, Hit&Run. I appreciate you popping over.
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