Saturday, February 9, 2013

So my student said, I hate when my dad plays gospel bluegrass




... So off I went to the deep back corner of my storage closet and I started looking at the Bluegrass CD's I had placed back there years ago to make room for jazz at home. And there I found Ain't no Grave Can Keep My Body Down on a Tim and Mollie O'Brien project. The jazz flowing through my horticulture class stopped.
I tried to tell the student it was Zombie bluegrass. But he was not buying that for a moment. However, I made it up to him Friday afternoon, when I let him play a Rush CD. Which took me back 35 years or so.
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  1. AnonymousFebruary 10, 2013 at 3:23 PM

    i can't usually do jazz. it zings my nerves.
    but...
    i found this interesting...

    http://www.npr.org/2009/12/14/121416125/kind-of-bluegrass-lightning-fast-jazz

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 10, 2013 at 3:27 PM

    listening to the st louie blues with gris-man, broz-man and auldridge.

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    1. StratozFebruary 10, 2013 at 4:01 PM

      Nance ~ thanks for the visit. Sorry to hear that jazz does that to you. It is so splendid to my spirit.

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    2. AnonymousFebruary 11, 2013 at 12:04 AM

      Me too. My music selection has gotten smaller. But, when i do find something that my whole self likes, then i like it very much.

      it's no fun being sensitive to so many things.
      some sounds, some smells, some words.
      most colours are okay now.
      though i guess it holds some good as well...

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    3. StratozFebruary 11, 2013 at 5:17 PM

      Nance ~ there is jazz that I would never/rarely choose to play at home because I find it agitating, but in a concert hall with my eyes closed I can let it flow into me.

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