Music is nature's language. What it is telling you is to shut up for once and listen.


It was that underlined violence that made his music stand out, even in the most romantic solos, the saddest chord changes.



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Charles Mingus - Bass bashing

My favorite piece of music by Charles Mingus is Myself when I am real, which is a solo piano. Just Mingus playing the piano. Yes. Piano. Mingus.
Don’t look at me like that, you knew I had a perverted mind when you clicked the link, so please.

But seriously this is an amazing piece, that shows all of his overflowing soul and the delicate part no one talks about. That's probably why it is called Myself when I am real.

Just because I’m playing jazz I don’t forget about me. I play or write me the way I feel through jazz, or whatever. Music is, or was, a language of the emotions.”

We all know the big scary violent whore mongering drunk  slash pimp slash dark genius slash bass molester stories about Mingus, and I bet my jazz record collection that most of these stories were true.
But its only one part of Mingus.
And I do love that part too. Was a big Mingus fan back when I was a big scary drunk myself, (ok, a medium sometime-manage-to-be-a-bit intimidating lush) but that was just the part he was selling , the image , the persona, the role.

They’re singing your praises while stealing your phrases.”
It was that underlined violence that made his music stand out, even in the most romantic solos, the saddest chord changes.
Creativity is more than just being different. Anybody can plan weird; that's easy. What's hard is to be as simple as Bach. Making the simple, awesomely simple, that's creativity.

A perfect example is the beautiful version of summer time he arranged and led, with his charging forward style, sometimes not even bothering to play all the notes and get the hell out of my way don’t you see there is a rhythm rolling here be careful it will knock you to the ground if you don’t step aside. Forward. Su- u –u- mer time…drum…bass…pounding, marching forward with a jazzy swinging swagger into a dark alley with some girl with too much makeup.

And that was Mingus.
Direct. Strong. Forceful. Genius. A repeating solo line. Three notes. Repeating, swirling, paraphrasing themselves in every small change in rhythm, in every twist of the plot, so simple and so complex. Getting Slower. And then again picking up and a final stretch and fade out. I need a cigarette. And I hope he will pay, I really should have taken the money in advance.

It was that animal energy that made his special in the jazz world. Let's face it most of the other geniuses of his time might have also been junkies and drunks but they were pussies. They were not really threatening with all that intelligent music and sophisticated charm. I can't really see miles Davis hitting someone. Throwing a shoe at someone maybe. And john Coltrane? He was a sweetheart. A freaking saint. There is even a church built for him.

Good jazz is when the leader jumps on the piano, waves his arms, and yells. Fine jazz is when a tenorman lifts his foot in the air. Great jazz is when he heaves a piercing note for 32 bars and collapses on his hands and knees. "

Mingus was pure genius. Without any discounts. Without giving a damn. He didn’t need anyone's approval . he knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew there was only one way to do it. The Charles Mingus way. The hard way.

Myself when i am real
Goodbye porkie pie hat
Flowers for a lady