Drinking Alcohol taught me how to fly
Then it took away the sky....

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Let'sTake a "Trip"


A Trip in Jazz.  
Inspired from a Blog Post by CLAUDIA ...
in dVerse, Gay is asking for a poem topic, 
"something" about jazz.


PICTURE CREDIT

Thanks, Claudia

Wow, what a trip!
...enjoyed the ride, 
and all the while 
playing the tones
--and the deep notes

whew--I love jazz, 
remembring when I'd 
trouble myself, 
try to pick out the tune, 
unknowing that just to
let it be happening 
is best. 

Alas! The beat, 
mental gymnastics,
intricate "tonguing"
...scaling heights 
then drowning in it all.

Feels like never 
will touch ground again, 
feet...but finally all 
settle into nice, warm, 
fuzzy happy again.

Jazz, Love, I've always known
same could be played again, 
but never retrieved as before
--being ever a new score,

spontaneous imitations
improvisations
which at once
chill, thrill, "kill".

Jazz, you ghost! 
Continually haunting my house,
you keep me 
lovingly addicted...

steveroni 
2013 Sept

34 comments:

  1. Very cool poem, Steve. I am always impressed with the 'spontaneous imittions, improvisations' that happen in jazz, the way music is played just a slight bit different every time. You've evoked the experience of jazz well, and I can feel your love for it strongly.

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    1. Thanks Mary--in my "Ha! Younger days, I fiddled some jazz stuff in a small college group, Cincinnati Conservatory, c.1953-54...

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  2. May I recommend Diana Krall's Live in Paris ?

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    1. OK, I listened to her (Paris) just now--and had to turn it off. OR ELSE I'd be sitting here until tomorrow--grin! SHE GOOD! (And I been out of touch!)
      Thanks.

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  3. ha smiles...now look at this.. i love the never being able to repeat improvisations...they're made for the moment, born into the moment and who wants the exactly same thing twice...smiles... oh i love the feel of this sir...

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  4. Most cool, Steve-O. You've got the beat, buddy!

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  5. AH.. so cool and smooth... and yes of nice Jazz in this.. and Diana Krall is good (saw her live in Stockholm once).

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  6. hey i like a nice warm fuzzy happy settle in you know....never two ways the same either cause the music is from the soul and the soul speaks differently daily....but it all good you know...all good...smiles.

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  7. This is sit back, tap your foot and keep a silly grin on your kisser poetry. :)

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  8. I like the jazzy sounds, scaling to heights, then drowning in it all ~ Lovely share Steve ~ Have a wonderful week/weekend ~

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  9. felt like flying, enjoyed the ride

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  10. Hi Ho STEVERONI - maybeit'sjustme but I think this is my favorite poem of yours EVER! You did it, you said it; defined it, refined it; scaled it and sailed it. IT WAS AWESOME!

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  11. Steve, this was one hot tamale! Just to console you on the improv, I'm an old jazzer and know that all of Ella's scat, etc., was to a large extent rehearsed. It doesn't really come out of thin air - the greats all practiced their riffs all over the place...

    Having said that, I loved this. May jazz continue to haunt your house, pressing you forward! Amy

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  12. PS Also love your bass fiddle in the reflection on the masthead!

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  13. We can really feel the love of jazz and gigs in your words Steve!

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  14. Ah, how true:
    I've always known
    same could be played again,
    but never retrieved as before
    I am a public speaker/trainer and I certainly rehearse things (even jokes), but I can never completely reproduce the same thing twice. So, while it may not be 100% improvisation, there is always that live chance element there, taking us beyond ourselves!

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  15. Yes, analyzing kills it. Still, it is always tempting to try and unravel things. I know sod all about jazz, but this felt jazzy.

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  16. Hi Steve,

    That's one lovely addiction..play me some of that jazz..

    Peace, Light and Jazz..taking me to new heights...

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  17. That close just adds a touch of awesome to an already totally cool poem. Nicely done!

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  18. Nice beat Jazz Man!
    Really enjoyed this poem!

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  19. Mental gymnastic!!

    You should have a strong and muscular brain.

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    1. That's what my "friends" called me when I repeated 2nd grade grammar school: MUSCLE BRAIN! I took it as a compliment, which made them laugh all the more.

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  20. Jazz makes me happy.
    I can forget all my problems
    Greetings Lilofee

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  21. The same with me. Playing is even more freedom of earth bondage. When I am playing, especially these days, all outside of the focus on music making is not relevant.
    No care, no worry, no consideration. Just lost in the activity. Spiritually so.
    PEACE and LIGHT!

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  22. Jazz is madness..
    in good way. It evokes so many emotions..

    loved the painting.. it was equally evocative.

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  23. Wonderful...I love jazz, too...all kinds. Spent five years in New Orleans nearly fifty years ago, for nursing school and a couple of years after...so I really got into Dixieland jazz for awhile. Over the years since, I've grown to love many other forms of jazz. It is eternal music, I think.

    Am in India for six months so I don't hear much jazz here...just Bollywood tunes, chants and the like!!

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    1. Only been to New Orleans twice, each time with Cincinnati Symphony on tour.
      Got away from downtown, and almost got beat up during a fight in a Cajan bar.
      Over a girl, no less. Lesson: when in foreign land, tread carefully.

      U-tube has loads of free jazz, if ya ever wanna hear some, and then go away...

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    2. Only been to New Orleans twice, each time with Cincinnati Symphony on tour.
      Got away from downtown, and almost got beat up during a fight in a Cajan bar.
      Over a girl, no less. Lesson: when in foreign land, tread carefully.

      U-tube has loads of free jazz, if ya ever wanna hear some, and then go away...

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    3. Only been to New Orleans twice, each time with Cincinnati Symphony on tour.
      Got away from downtown, and almost got beat up during a fight in a Cajan bar.
      Over a girl, no less. Lesson: when in foreign land, tread carefully.

      U-tube has loads of free jazz, if ya ever wanna hear some, and then go away...

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