Newsgroup: it.arti.musica.rock.progressive
Titolo: Crosby e Coltrane

dall'autobiografia di David Crosby........
I was particularly influenced by the likes of John Coltrane, Elvin jones,
and Mc Coy Tyner, all of whom were playing in and around Chicago. I knew
that Coltrane was a heavy because someone had turned me onto My Favorite
Things and my mind was boggled. Clem and I learned that Coltrane was playing
in Chicago, so we went to see him: me, Clem, and this tiny German hooker who
was called the Duchess. That was her name. she was knee-high to a
grasshopper with giant tits. She was blonde and german and the blacks loved
her, especially the dealer-pimp guys on the South Side of Chicago. She was
the one who took us there, to a club called the Mc Key's, which I can say is
very far down. Very far. We were absolutely, I swear to you on my word of
honor, the only three white people in there. Duchess just snapped her
fingers and we had a table. We had taken every drug we could get our hands
on, smoked our brains out, so I was very high and a little bit drunk when
they started to play. John Coltrane's band at the time was Coltrane on
saxophone, Mc Coy Tyner on piano, Elvin Jones on drums - a drummer of
monumental power- and Jimmy Garrison and Reggie Workman both playing on
bass. This was the ultimate acoustic jazz band. They took jazz as far as you
can take it acoustically. The only place left to go when these guys got
through was to electrify the band. They wrung, wrang, forced, demanded out
of their instruments every single thing that acoustic instruments could
deliver under any circumstances known to the human mind. They were the best.
Unquestionably, absolutely, totally miles ahead of Horace Silver and
Cannonball Adderley and everybody else in the world at that time. In my
humble opinion. Bad.
The way they'd play a song was they would start out all together, very
unified, playing a jazz tune. One song was a set, and a set was one song.
After a while, they'd take it and start to fuck with it, individually
expressing themselves, Coltrane first. Coltrane would rip your head to
shreds and then go off the stage. When he walked off the stage this
particular  night, on this particular song , he didn't stop playing. He just
walked off into the distance. Then it was Mc Coy Tyner's turn. Mc Coy Tyner
would rip your head to shreds for a while. One of the best keyboard players
ever, from whom I learned a great deal about chord structure. An enormous
influence on me because he had to play an open-ended  kind of ninth,
seventh, thirteenth kind of chords, just to make enough room for Coltrane,
who wouldn't stick to a normal mode. Coltrane was going to take that melody
wherever he wanted to take it and you had to play open-ended kind of chords
to be able to create a frame of reference that would be right for Coltrane.
So Mc Coy Tyner finished. Then it was Elvin's turn. Now , Elvin Jones was
probably one of the most powerful drummers I ever heard.He played with an
intensity and a force and a sureness that was physical, palpable. When he
started to get into it, he made me stand up out of my chair and backup. He
drove me back from the table, into the aisle, and all the way to the back of
the room by the sheer force of what he was playing. I realized I was at the
back of the room when my spine bumped into the back wall. I went into the
men's room because I couldn't handle the intensity. I was leaning my head
against the cool vomit-green tile and drawing deep breaths, trying to calm
down, when the door went wham! and in walks john Coltrane, still playing at
top intensity and volume, totally into it. He blew me out so bad that I slid
down the wall. The guy was still playing his solo. He hadn't stopped. I
don't think he ever knew I was in that room. He never saw that little ofay
kid in the corner, you know, but he totally turned my mind to Jell-O at that
point and that was my John Coltrane experience.

 and Mc Coy Tyner, 
eh? cosa?
chi ha nominato Trane?
Ramas aWake
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Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
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He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
he converteth me to lamb cutlets [Roger Waters: Sheep]
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 chi ha nominato Trane?
Toh...chi si rivede...qual buon vento Rama.
Coltrane?Peccato non mastico bene l'inglese,se no una lettura glie
l'avrei pure data.
		RIKI