I am so thankful that my son’s minor baseball league has wrapped up – not because I was a slave to HRM’s field conditions website for most of the summer, but because of the spectators i.e. parents of my child’s teammates who would smoke in the stands, spit their sunflower seed shells over the bench so no one would even think about sitting in their germy refuse, and cuss on occasion over something trivial (isn’t it all trivial with 9 year olds?) A piece of advice for next year, have some respect for the people around you and try and consider that the kids are playing to be healthy – your smoking helps that in no way, shape or form. —Always in the Down Wind
This article appears in Sep 1-7, 2011.


I just wish we got one goddamn Johnny-on-the-spot. 100 kids playing, 100~200 parents, no crapper except woods. Fucking idiots…
haha, this behaviour starts in t-ball op. that’s why some parents bring coffee mugs that don’t contain caffeine *hint*
Fucking sports parents are THE worst (not all). You see it time and time again. Hockey, baseball, soccer, football…you name the sport and you can bet your bippy there are crazed, lunatic parents, arguing/spouting off explitives and obscenities at the coaches, officials, other parents, the oppposing players and even their own kid, sometimes, to the point of beligerence and, in some cases, physical violence. No one enjoys hearing or seeing it, especially the kids. Or you get the parents that put all this undue pressure on their child to get out there and WIN WIN WIN! Making them feel inadequate or useless when they lose. They’re kids, dammit. This is supposed to be fun for them and teaching them the power of team spirit, fellowship and active living. There is nothing wrong with being competitive UNTIL they are taught that it’s the only reason for playing. It’s disgusting and these parents should be embarassed and ashamed of themselves. What kind of example are you setting for your kids?
Well. This is what it’s like in professional sports (and even upper level amateur sports), so might as well get ’em used to the heckling and violent ‘excitement’ now. *shrug*
Though, parents CAN fuck off with their smoking.
I remember when I played minor hockey and we beat another team that was alot more skilled than us. When I was walking through the parking lot I saw one of the other teams players try to sit in the front seat of the car and his father yelled at him “Hell no! there’s no fucking way your sitting up here with me after the way you played! Get your ass in the back seat!” And I’m pretty sure it was just him and his dad in the car with an empty front seat. I can just imagine that awesome ride home. I’m glad that my parents realized that I sucked at sports and would never go pro in any type of league, so there was never much pressure for on me to perform.
ugh.. it’s amazing how many parents really think their kid is the next Jordan or Gretzky.
I dunno, I feel like if your kid is serious about sports, you do have to push him or her really hard, but you can hold off until he’s like 12 or 13. Kids are supposed to be doing it for exercise, fun, teamwork and SPORTSMANSHIP!!!!!!!!!! You gotta teach a kid how to take a L like an adult, because they will inevitably take many in life.
i have always hated chil model. dren’s sports and other shit with preteens. why do fucking people get so nuts at them. they are only fucking children, and you parents going on like fucksticks set a good role model. i hope those kids grow up to hate these fucking fool parents.
Parents pushing too hard can actually work against them. Putting too much pressure on your kid will ultimately make them resent both the sport and their parents and may choose to quit because it’s just too stressful.
It’s a shame too, because in some cases, the kid really does have talent and would actually end up being a professional quality player.
My parents never pushed me with my music and I credit that in not ending up quitting and/or hating it. They never got on my ass to practice like some parents, and let me make the decision as to whether or not I wanted to continue. They put me in lessons when I was 5 because they knew I loved the piano and would constantly attempt to play the one they had. I know they would’ve been disappointed if I did quit, but they would’ve let me if I was really unhappy doing it. As a result, I learned self discipline because I had to kick my own butt into practicing and I never associated playing with any negative experience and I ended up sticking with lessons for over 20 years and instead of resenting my parents for making me do something they pushed on me, I very much appreciate the fact that they paid for my lessons and shuttled me back and forth to lessons — every week: wolfville to halifax so I could stay with my favorite teacher.
OP, hand out smokes to those parents….promote their lung cancer. Eventually they’ll be so cancer-ridden they won’t be able to attend the games and will choke on a sunflower seed.
you know you’re a pushy parent when your kid is five and doesn’t have time to play http://mrsfussypants.com/wp-content/upload…
THE HALIFAX UNDERCLASS AT WORK & PLAY: A SOCIOLOGICAL SNAPSHOT
The extra day without new Bitches has provided an opportunity to take a “sociological snapshot” of the Halifax Underclass as portrayed in the nature of their Bitches for Friday, Sept. 2. A rating system of one to three stars (one the lowest, three the highest) indicates the quality of their “Underclassness,” those distinguishing characteristics definitive of the Underclass Mind such as stupidity, greed and violence. Marks will increase proportionately as these and other ingredients are increasingly present.
“Catty Lady” bemoans the couples copulating at night on the lawn outside her apartment. She threatens to throw kitty litter on them if she catches them next time. God, could anythinbg be more Underclass? (***)
“Trying to Earn a Buck,” clearly a member of the economic Underclass, whines about being out $60 on his “temp” check. A “temp!” I mean, do I need say more? (**)
“I Ain’t Movin” proudly proclaims that he’s not getting out of the way of any female joggers on SGR the next time. He’s going to trip them! Very Underclass, of course but only (*) because of its stupidity.
“Girl Friday” whines that she really misses “hanging out with you.” What an Underclass drone. Pitiful. (*)
“Not too Impressed” shouts at other members of the Halifax Underclass who threw ice balls at his car, “Somebody gonna get hurt real bad.” Not too impressive. Violence, of course, is a strong Halifax Underclass marker. So is illiteracy. (**)
“Enough Already with the Origins” berates Grandpa for bringing up characters from his old comic books. “Who gives a fuck,” Enough bellows, “about your Capt. Americas dragged up.” Well said, “Enough”. You sure have a way with words. (*)
“Feeling Great About Life,” another anti-immigration red-neck ranter, wants an end to immigration, presumably from certain quarters more than others. “Feeling’s” job, at the low end of the scale will be at risk. Racism and xenophobia, of course, are strong Underclass markers. (**)
“Could Have Died” protests against our free national health care system because he has to wait for treatment. Stupidity plays a central part in the Halifax Underclass Mind as well. (*)
“Me” reverses the anti-elderly yapping of “Enough Already” with an anti-youth rant, claiming that people just into their 20’s have no business talking about “Back in My Day.” Intergenerational conflict is, of course, an old Underclass standby. (*)
“Cape Fifen” wants his share of the money from NS Power when it was privatized. Another boring Underclass money Bitch. Cape Fifen? (*)
“Always in the Downwind” protests against the parents of other players smoking and spitting sunflower seeds on the bleachers. Sunflower seeds? Only a member of the Halifax Underclass would think of eating them, to say nothing of spitting them out. But why doesn’t she go upwind?
Stupidity I guess. (*)
So there we are. Eleven Bitches of no redeeming content, sufficient to discourage reading the comments which, no doubt, lie at the same primitive Halifax Underclass level.
The winner: Catty Lady!
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
I really do not understand these types of parents that push their kids so much. You have one childhood and then a lifetime of pressure. There’s no need to introduce pressure so early in one’s life. Obviously these parents are self-centered and see the kid as an extension of themselves. Since it’s so much easier to be an armchair player than the real player, these parents can yell and berate all they want.
Yes, kids need structure and discipline and are the better for it but the constant pressure can turn the kid off completely as PK mentioned.
It’s supposed to be enjoyable, a time for exercise and socialization. All these obnoxious parents seem to add is the FU in fun.
it’s called hyper parenting critter guy…give them enough rope and they always come back
How did the tooting go in Hawkesbury Monsieur?
RSVPs
: troondon4 (Sept. 5, 4:11PM) – You must stay on top of things, troon. I mentioned on another thread that there was a change of plans and we didn’t make in up there this time. But it’s a nice little town and the LCBO there has some interesting selections. (They give Air Miles too!)
But my wine cellar(s) are full anyway. My walk-in has its full load of 32 bottles of vintage wines -red of course and largely Old World Tuscan sangiovese, Burgundy pinot noir, Bordeaux cabs, French regionals and a selection of California cabs. I’m just finishing off the 2005s – saving a few of the more expensive for special occasions – and we have now begun the 2006s. I used to be a big afficianado of Premier Grand Cru bordeaux but have scaled back recently as I like to keep under the $40 mark. A few years ago I bought a bottle of Ch. Lafite Rothschild 1966 for $200 at auction and when I opened it discovered it was corked. $200 down the drain, literally.
The other wine cellar, well a wine rack really, is next to the dining table (18th. century Quebec colonial – still some original green paint showing – with rabbit-ear chairs and wicker seats) is fully stocked with 36 inexpensive 2008 Chilean cab/merlot blends (“Frontera”) which is our daily tipple and very good for the price ($10). (On weekends we bump it up.) Never dinner without our wine but only at dinner, never through the day. As a matter of fact, we’ll soon be having our pre-prandial glass as I write.
Are you a wine lover? Any particular varietal? Any particular region?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
No, I’m afraid not Monsieur. I rarely drink wine or any alcoholic beverages for that matter.
Australian deep reds …. if I had to choose.
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THE HALIFAX UNDERCLASS AT WORK & PLAY: A SOCIOLOGICAL SNAPSHOT
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Someone’s had his (“daily”) tipple.
Explains his writing style.
Weetabix!
http://www.id-wall.com/canvases/1280/monty…
MMan anyone?
Lol’d.
Weetabix!
RRSPs
:troondon4 (Sept 5, 4:52PM) – That’s too bad troon, you’re missing one of life’s greatest pleasures. Any particular reason? Religious principles? Alcoholism in the family? I won’t ask what you drink with dinner. Don’t say soda, or as they call it here (more descriptively I think), “un boisson gazeuse.” (Do I detect notes of Presbyterianism in your words, troon?)
: zZz (Sept. 6, 8:31AM) – Yes, I forgot to mention Australian shiraz. The last bottle we had was a 2006 from the Epsilon winery (Barossa Valley) at $25.70. Usually Aussie wines can be very heavy on the tannins and have an excessively long puckering mouthfeel but the Epsilon is an exception, showing a nice mature plummy nose with floral notes. It went very nicely with a pork roast.
: Wheeliep (9:01AM & 9:07AM) – Yes, I agree that my “Sociological Snapshot” displayed both breadth of vision – all eleven Bitches were scrutinized – and a certain lightess of touch on the analysis – perceptive without being preachy. Altogether, a magnificent synoptical and balanced treatment.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
I see that the monkey from Montreal has been throwing his poop around again.
Well, I suppose that we can only expect such base animus from the chairman of the Peel St. Underclass.
Only $200.00 for a Ch. Lafite Rothschild 1966, and imagine your supprise when it wasn’t any good. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Frig, that’s like buying a 56 Bel Air for $350.00, and expecting it to be mint.
Here’s a hint Sméagol, buy recorked. Something tells me that all the bottles in your “wine collection” are empty. Rather like your thoughts.
wheeliep – Methinks that thou dost grant Montremoleman too much credit.
http://file.railcn.net/attachmentrailcns/m…
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: Wheeliep (9:01AM & 9:07AM) – Yes, I agree that my “Sociological Snapshot” displayed (edit for yawning)
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I was saying you write as if you are drinking.
And your “plummy nose” is a by-product, no doubt!
You’re a delight, MMan!
A fucking inspiration!
I’m sorry your $200 bottle turned out worse than snake wizz. I imagine drinking an “old” bottle like that must be a bit like going through a tine machine, bringing the past right into your senses.
I get the same thing when I listen to Miles Davis’ My Funny Valentine/Four and More album from 1964, one of my very favourite albums.
Weetabix!
Weetabix!
(2 bowls for breakfast)
Annie is our very own Dr. Zaius.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vb9fyyzxI4
*Don’t ask him for a second opinion.
Lolz, that was great Ivan, I’ve learnt to put my coffee down when I check out your links 😉
RRSPs
: The Turd (Sept 6, 9:55AM) – Buying a 1966 Ch. Lafite Rothschild for $200 is like buying a ’56 Bel Air for $350 and expecting it to be mint? Sadly, the analogy does not hold and, even more sadly, The Turd reveals his lamentable lack of oenophilic knowledge. Get out your Ripple and your brown paper bag, Turd, and head for the park.
: Wheeliep (10:09AM) – The analogy – a 1966 Ch. Lafitte Rothschild and a 1964 Miles Davis recording of “Funny Valentine” – seems to be more appropriate than The Turd’s but, unfortunately, I never liked jazz so am not able to comment in any depth.
” Scrotum (10:17AM) – “Dr. Zaius”? “Planet of the Apes”? Time to raise the level of your references, Scrotum.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Um, Mssr.
You don’t need to comment in any “depth”.
I did.
A conversation is not successful if (only) you end up lecturing to one and all, and belittling your target- I mean conversational partner.
It was just a sincere observation of something I am passionate about, to something you are passionate about.
C’est ca.
Chokran!
“Get out your Ripple and your brown paper bag” – lol.
I’m impressed annie, it only took you 4 days to figure how to throw the ‘ripple’ comment back at me 😉 That’s a personal best for you, isn’t it.
wheeliep, as I said before, he has no idea what he likes, he just likes what he knows. Sméagol probably thinks that Gene Krupa is a punk, and this is a good champagne …
http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ…
RRSPs
ALL THAT JAZZ
: Wheeliep (Sept. 6, 4:32PM) – “Um, Mssr. You don’t need to comment in any ‘depth.’ I did.”
Um, Wheeliep, I must have missed your “in depth” comment on jazz. You don’t mean your fatuous comment that you liked to listen to “My Funny Valentine,” do you? Could you now give that “in depth” comment as to why you like jazz? While waiting and to be fair, I’ll give the reasons I don’t like it. I base my position on that fourth component of philosophy, aesthetics.
Aesthetics involves the “appreciation of the beautiful in accordance with the principles of good taste. (The Concise Oxford Dictionary) This, of course, presupposes prior possesion of the concept of “Beauty.” What, then, is “Beauty”?
“Beauty” consists of “a combination of qualities, shape, proportion, colour, in human face or form or to other objects, that delights the sight.” (Ibid.) In the example given it is obvious that reference is being made to visual objects but, one supposes, the same criteria apply mutatis mutandis to aural objects, that is in the presence instance, to music. In classical music, for instance, shape and proportion, among other things, are present in the form of structure, tonality, and so on. It is the absence of these things which makes me dislike jazz. It is, at base, without structure and without structure, any “music” is little more than noise and its listeners little more than passive and mindless automatons.
So Wheeliep, there are the reasons I dislike jazz. Any “in depth” response you might attempt requires a similar coherent analysis. Here’s your chance. Don’t blow it.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
P.S. I have ignored the comment from “The Turd” since, as usual, it is conceptually empty and deserving only of contempt.
ALL THAT JAZZ- rebuttal from the Underclass
Of Jazz, MontrealMan opines that:
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It is, at base, without structure and without structure, any “music” is little more than noise and its listeners little more than passive and mindless automatons
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1- At the heart of Jazz music is improvisation, group and individual.
What is improvisation?
It isn’t(as has been incorrectly stated by know-nothings and jazz students) “playing off the top of your head”.
Improvisation is mostly the spontaneous rearrangement of material already inside the player’s arsenel of melodic and harmonic ideas.
Individually it may include, but not be limited to scales, “riffs”, “motifs”, melodic material from other songs(as Sonny Rollins quoting other bits of melody during an improvised solo.
Group improvisation adds more layers, as instruments tend to step out of their “traditional roles” and make them akin to active participants in a creativr discussion, and not just in a supporting role(As in the first “great” trio of American pianist Bill Evans. Bassist Scott La Faro and drummer Paul Motian raised their instruments truly from traditional roles as support, to true equal conributors in the creative conversation with Evans. This trio changed the jazz group immediately and forever. Though they have only 3 recording sessions as a group and were together for only a few years, they arre as timeless as ever).
At it’s highest form improvisation ignores idiomatic cliche and involves what the Buddhist’s call “mindfullness”. Halifax’s own Jerry Granelli is a great proponent of this music.
THE ROOTS: Pre Jazz
Jazz has it’s basis in African and European roots. While some of the European elements, like specific instrumentation(the guitar, trumpet etc, etc), and harmonic structures are evident, the uses of microtonal tuning, certain instruments(specific percussion instruments, banjo etc), the blues form and others, come out of the African or African-American experience.
THE BLUES
The roots of the blues(a “simple” musical structure from which ALL jazz, the majority of popular, rock, funk etc music cones from) has it’s roots in the fields and farms of slavery-era America.
As the slaves worked, often one worker would lead the other workers in what has been called a “call and response” performance. It serves a purpose for work, rather than as a musical performance in the traditional sense in this case.
Two major developments in the form were:
1- “call and response”: one musician or vocalist makes a statement, which is repeated by the congregation(as in church), the group(a jazz band or combo), or even repeated by the singer/musician themselves. Specifically I am speaking of a verse in a traditional blues song.
Please observe as a line is stated, repeated several times, then “released” with a new line:
“Went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
Went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above for mercy, Take me if you please”
(from “Crossroads Blues”, Robert Johnson)
The specific lyric structure is used to effect, then “broken”, or As I prefer to say, released with a different line.
2- The Blues As Song Structure: the original “field hollars” were harmonically, mostly, static, or non-resolving.
Even the “simple” 12 bar blues of a hundred years ago(and still be used and explored today) is an audible game of tension and release, like Bach, Chuck Berry, photography/painting/visual arts with the “rules of thirds/Golden Mean” etc.
In European classical music the 5th scale degree(the “dominant”) wants to “resolve” to “home”, that is, the key, or first scale degree. So, in the key of C, G7 is the fifth. The third and seventh scale degrees of the G7(B/F, respectively) want to resolve down a semi tone each, to once again “become” C maj7(the western ear having long ago chosen a Major7 chord as “home”.
When we examine the simple 12 bar blues we see this:
1 / 1 / 1 / 1 /
4 / 4 / 1 / 1 /
5 / 4 / 1 / 5 /
In line 1 we have, diatonically, a reflection of the repeated lyric: four bars of one chord.
Line two (bar 5) starts with “light tension”, as the lyric is repeated, then harmonically in bars seven/eight we return “home”.
For the “release lyric”(I say “release” because the lyric coincides with the most harmonic tension and serves to release it before going home in bar eleven, before a short dominant slingshots us back(harmonically) to the top of the form.
Form is a word for structure. Are you seeing a point here?
Okay. Here’s more.
ALL THAT JAZZ- rebuttal from the Underclass
PART 2
SWING JAZZ MUSIC
Another major milestone is thr history of jazz is Swing Music.
There were advances in both the harmonic and the melodic aspirations of swing. The harmonic material(the chords) became more complicated, typically using many of the chords in a diatonic “family” for the harmony.
Allow me to explain this:
If we take the root note of a scale and use every second scale note and play them at once(a harmonic chord, based on alternating distonic notes- 1,3,5,7), we have a chord.
In C, thr first chord, Cmaj7 is spelled C E G B. Following this pattern, from the second scale degree we get Dmin7: D F A C, and so on.
So two lines of a swing era song(harmonically) might look like this:
Cmaj7/ Cmaj7/ Dmin7/ Dmin7
Cmaj7/ Cmaj7/ Amin7/ Dmin7
Simple diatonic harmony. Melodically soloists would tend to use the 1 3 5 7 scale degrees. Melodically not terribly complicated, but was ingeniously used by musicians such as Lester Young and Ben Webster, Louis Armstrong(of Dixieland fame) and so on.
(to be continued)
ALL THAT JAZZ- rebuttal from the Underclass
PART 3
BEBOP
In the late 30s, early 40s a group of young jazz musicians who grew up on sweing era jazz longed to push the limits of Jazz music.
Harmonically they sought to add more chords.
Melodically they wanted to expand the melodic “language”.
Taking a “simple blues”(see part 1), alto saxophonist Charlie “Bird” Parker took the same twelve bars with three different chords and created a very sophisticated form(“structure”) to play a solo over.
Here is the chord structure to a bebop standard song, “Vlues For Alice”:
Fmaj7/ Emin7b5 A7/ Dmin7 G7/ Cmin7 F7/
Bbmaj7/ Bbmin7 Eb7/ Amin7 D7/ Abmin7 Db7/
Gmin7/ C7/ Fmaj7 Dmin7/ Gmin7 C7/
Melodically the bebopped expanded their melodic “colours”.
Following the formula of using every second scale degree to spell a chord(Cmaj7= C E G B), they continued up.
Cmaj7= C E G B D F A
D, F and A, instead of being called the second, fourth and sixth scale degrees, become(in jazz language) the 9th, 11th, and the 13th. Play a root position Cmaj triad and experiment with the “extensions”(as the new notes are called). You will at first find your ear challenged, but these are very common jazz sounds. They may even be flattened or raised a semi tone for different effect.
Personally, I find the sax solos of Charlie Parker similar in contour to a Bach line: it is eighth-note/16th note based, and plays with the harmony, modulates in and out of key etc in a very similar way.
Of note: Charlie Parker and other beboppers loved conposers like Igor Stravinsky and studied their scores for uses of these chord/scale tones, their application, and for melodic and harmonic inspiration.
ALL THAT JAZZ- rebuttal from the Underclass
PART 4
MILES DAVIS
Trumpeter Miles Davis was always on the forefront of “the new thing” in Jazz. By the time others began to emulate him, he was often onto the Next Thing.
While he played with Charlie Parker during the BeBop era, Miles Davis shined during the 50s.
Davis recorded several “hard bop” albums as well. Similar to bebop, but less frenetic,
The album Kind of Blue went in the opposite direction from Davis’ 1950s hard bop effort. One of the songs, So What is comprised of two chords. Ushering in a new style called Modal Jazz, the two chords, Dmin7 and Ebmin7 were to be explored with one partical kind of minor scale- the second mode of the major scale: the Dorian mode.
Every song on this classic album explores a different form. Flamenco Sketches, Freddie Freeloader, all Blues and Blue in Green all explore diverse song structures. The teo blues songs on Kind of Blue(Freddie and All Blues) are modifications of the traditional blues form, either through meter(All Blues is in waltz 3/4) or with modified harmonic structure, as in Freddie Freeloader’s extended blues form.
There is a small fraction of “form and structure” present in jazz, MMan. All “off the top of my head”, as it were. Having studied the music, but more importantly played it and enjoyed it, I can assure you of it’s depth and structure.
A saying about a horse and water comes to mind…
It’s okay for you to not like it, even for you to not understand it(it seems to take a literate ear and sense of openess to be able to listen to much of it), but it does have structure. As much as any other music. The problem(to me) is that crusty old farts and joyless nabobs have been making jazz into a Conservatory Art, where it’s main function is to be taught. Like classical music.
Jazz is meant to be a living and breathing art. It is also about the process first, the content second, which may be hard for you to adjust to.
I may write more, but I believe I’ve gone in depth enough for tonight.
I look forward to you shooting it down and dismissing it with one sentence!
Lols
Weetabix!
I’m sure mm doesn’t fully understand music, or why the underclass enjoys it so much. It’s actually quite funny that someone who claims to be so philosophical, has such a closed mind. If he has no knowledge of a subject, the immediate response is to belittle it by classifying it as “underclass”. That isn’t an argument, that’s just an ignorant statement by a self professed expert on everything.
On a second note;
That’s too bad mm, sorry to hear about that 200 dollar bottle of wine. In your honor I went out and bought 10 bottles of 20 dollar wine, to go with my chicken wings, nachos and of course my underclass staple of, you got it, good old KD.
with ketchup no less…. straight from the ghetto.
wine and wings?
ewww….
I’ll take a pitcher of lager instead any day.
MMan seems like the stereotypical Upper Class Twit of the Year, who uses wine, fine dining, art/music as the Affectations of Afluence, or in his case, expand that to Affectations of Intelligence.
He’s the kind of guy who would go see the Louvre, and then call it a pissoir because there was one drunken Frenchman there.
C’est la vie.
Weetabix!
RRSPs
ALL THAT JAZZ (II)
: Wheeliep (Sept. 7,9:55PM; etc.) – Unsuprisingly, Wheeliep has missed the point of my question which was – are you ready Wheeliep? – why do you LIKE jazz? This rules out of court your lengthy and turgid account of jazz’s musical notation and its history. One doesn’t LIKE it for these reasons. The only relatively relative (do you like that Wheeliep?) statements I could find were, “At the heart of jazz music is improvization, group and individual,” (9:55PM) and “There is a small fraction of ‘form and structure’ present in Jazz, MMan.” (9:55PM)
These statements confirm my point about the centrality of structure in aesthetics and by necessary implication, the presence of beauty in any art form including music. It’s really like comparing street hockey with the NHL – not that I’m a fan of either by the way – which further clarifies my point. In any case, Wheeliep, thanks for your extended post which, if nothing else, must have required considerable effort.
: Stephen Harper (Sept. 8, 8:33AM) In contrast to Wheeliep’s effort, what we have here is the usual “ad hominem” attack so characteristic of those who are intellectually bankrupt. So I have a “closed mind,” I label as underclass those things of which I have “no knowledge,” and so on. Steven, remember my philosophical pearl to the effect that “All discourse is self-referential.” Now, Stephen, do you see the connection between the “closed mind” and so on and your own mind? No need to reply. Just nod your head if you understand, Stephen.
: zZz (8:47AM) – Yes, I rather knew you would prefer “a pitcher of lager any day.” When I responded previously to your preference for Australian wines I omitted to say that they have the reputation for coarseness and lack of finesse. Clearly, these are the characteristics which attracted you which was confirmed in light of your “pitcher of lager” comment. You do see the connection, don’t you zZz? No need to reply. Just nod your head if you understand.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
You’re still giving him way too much credit there, wheeliep.
He probably only likes Bach because someone told him that, Bach was a master.
Elsewise, we all know how severely limited his musical knowledge is (or any knowledge for that matter).
The art scene? Lolz – I doubt he could tell the diffference between Monet and Degas without reading the signatures.
Wine; If I were to purchase a bottle of ’66 anything, I’d expect to pay something more along the lines of these…..
http://www.cellarnotes.net/lafiterothschil…
http://www.winezap.com/Lafite-Rothschild/1…
BTW – Smeagol, I’m still waiting for you to prove, that I can’t prove a negative.
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“At the heart of jazz music is improvization, group and individual,” (9:55PM) and “There is a small fraction of ‘form and structure’ present in Jazz, MMan.” (9:55PM)
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I’m sorry you were unable to understand what I was doing.
You claimed your dislike for this music was it’s “lack of structure”.
I demonstrated, from pre-jazz up to 1960 the evolution of jazz music, via structure.
And I apologize, when I said “There is a small fraction of “form and structure” etc, I neglescted to include the word “in”.
As in, “there(et voila!) is a small fraction of the “form and structure” *in* ” etc.
So you would like me to describe why I like jazz music instead, now?
hey montreal molester….
do you actually know anyone who prefers wings n wine over wings n beer?
really? when they eat the wings, I’m betting that pinky is mighty high up in the air.
as for coarseness and lack of finesse… yes, they suit me to a tee….
and taste a fuck of a lot better than your Ch. Lafite Rothschild 1966,
hand-picked by la grand douche de montreal.
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Me thinks the only chicken wings that he has come in contact with were on his Coq au Vin, (which, funny enough, is made with wine), and even then, were most likely discarded as table scraps
RRSPs
ALL THAT JAZZ (III): “THE COGNITIVE CORE”
Thank you all for your thoughts but before replying on an individual basis I thought it might be best if I raised the level of the discussion from simple matters of taste to the level of philosopy. More specifically, I want to introduce the concept of the “cognitive core” and reflect whether it might work to resolve the present dilemma. What, then, is the “cognitive core”?
In philosophy the cognitive core is usually associated with moral philosophy, i.e., are our moral decisions based on rationally coherent principles defensible in the court of reason or, on the contrary, are our moral decisions based simply on whim when not on the narrow calculation of pragmatic self-interest? I want to claim that our moral decisions are not the momentary outcomes of whim or naked self-interest but rather are based on principle. Further, I want to argue that our aesthetic judgements, as with our moral judgements, are coherent in the sense that they are based on rational grounds. This is what it means to have a “cognitive core.” This is not an irrelevant consideration since, as human beings, rationality is all we have.
Translated onto the jazz scene, the cognitive core requires a coherent account of its practice in conformity with universally recognized and rationally defensible principles. “Improvization,” in other words, is not enough. So there we are. Now, on to the mailbag:
: The Turd (Sept8, 10:13AM) – One cannot prove that one cannot prove a negative since – wait for it – one cannot prove the inital proof of a negative. In other words, I cannot prove that you were in a house of ill-repute if, in fact, you were not there. This must be obvious even to one of your limited attainments.
: Wheeliep (10:29AM) – Your distinction between “form” and “structure” is incomprehensible. You conclude: “So you want me to describe why I like jazz music instead?” Yes, exactly Wheeliep. It was my initial question, as you might recall. Why not get started?
: zZz (10:52AM) – Yes, I knew coarsness and lack of finesse would suit you better. Witnessing your scarfing down your chicken wings and pitcher of beer must be an emetic experience.
: Avasto (11:47AM) – Avasto, that’s incomprehensibe. No cheap wine I hope. Start again.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio
“rudimentary principle of law is that one can never prove a negative” – Well if you can’t prove it, it’s hadly a “rudimentary principle” then is it.
What type of law are you talking about? Law of gravity, physics, legal?
Please don’t embarrass yourself and say “Logic”, because if you do, you’ll have to provide logical (to my standards) proof.
“incomprehensibe” – Only to you Sméagol, only to you. Poor little Stoor 🙁
ALL THAT JAZZ (IV): MORE ON THE “COGNITIVE CORE”
In my previous post I held Wheeliep to the highest standard of rationality in respect to conformity to the cognitive core in jazz. My argument proceeded as follows: If aesthetics is, in fact, the fourth branch of philosophy (the others being ontology – of what does reality ultimately consist, epistemology – what is the nature of knowledge and the validity of knowledge claims, and axiology or ethics – what is justice in its manifold manifestations?) then to qualify it must be grounded on rational principles since philosohy is, above all else, a rational exercise. But my holding Wheeliep to that “highest standard” might have been unfair in the case of jazz since rationality is not restricted to wholly specifiable reasons. It also includes “informal logic” and even intuitive understandings which, at least in principle, can appeal to reason broadly defined. A look at painting might be instructive.
Traditional representative art – art which portrays a recognizable object – stands at one end of the spectrum and can be judged better or worse on the basis of fairly explicit criteria. In terms of music my example of the classics corresponds to such traditional art.
But take abstract art where no attempt is made to portray a recognizable object. Rather, the artist “portrays” his vision of the object which bears no resemblance to objective reality. Think of Picasso’s “Guernica.” Are to say that this is not art? Hardly, but we can say it is a “different kind” of art. It may not satisfy the criteria of traditional art but it is art nonetheless.
My point is that Wheeliep’s jazz falls into this category and that, in effect, we have been talking about different but equally valid concepts of music. I hope that this will prove useful in his account of why he likes jazz, an account we await with anticipation.
: The Turd (Sept. 8, 9:05PM) – It is both a legal and philosophical concept. In law, only positive evidence (“proof”) is acceptable in court. In philosophy, a similarly rudimentary principle is captured in the saying, “No distinctions without relevant differences.” Avoid a slanderous response or this will be my last to you. Struggle to give some merit to your observations which, at this stage, do not warrant the word “thought.”
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
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I thought it might be best if I raised the level of the discussion from simple matters of taste to the level of philosopy. More specifically, I want to introduce the concept of the “cognitive core” and reflect whether it might work to resolve the present
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Yes. You feel free to do that.
Alone.
I would love to tell you why I love jazz(in fact, *all* music), but I refuse to be distated the way in which I will do so, especially with a “language” I don’t understand. The only thing I would be doing is obeying your “kind request” for the Process, while ignoring the Content.
Also, it figures that you would only enjoy “traditional represrntative” art, as you are “given” what it is, dictated what to see and feel. Analysis of a Charlie Parker alto sax solo would reveal form and function very similar to the melody of Bach(as I said), but you appear to be lumping an infinitely wide genre of music(Jazz) into one tiny cup of definition(abstract).
You must be “putting me on”, since, in my experience, the very intelligent are also able to appreciate such things.
Oh well, not my concern any more. Jazz music, and I, the Happy Bassist will rndure without you.
Weetabix!
Wp
So, in other words Sméagol, you cannot back up your assertations(never have, never will). KK – got it. (HeHeHe, I wonder if Annie Kleinmen will get it, probably not)
RRSPs
: Wheeliep (Sept. 9, 10:16AM) – You seem to have misunderstood my intentions in my last post which was to offer you an “olive branch” when I said that jazz corresponded to abstract art but, as it was nonetheless still art, so jazz is a legitimate music form. The debate was “fun,” in a serious sense of fun. I think it gave us an opportunity to reflect on the rational grounds of music in particular and the philosophy of aesthetics in general. I enjoyed it Wheeliep.
: The Turd (11:05AM) – Empty, vacuous and boring.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
I knew you wouldn’t understand the jibe, so go fuck yourself you whiny little milksop.
“In law, only positive evidence (“proof”) is acceptable in court.” – Tell that to the innocent people that have been sent to jail. Ever hear of circumstantial evidence?
Stick to epistemology, that way you’ll only look like a pompous asshole.
BTW – vacuous means empty, you really should get a new dictionary and thesaurus.
WHY PAUL LOVES JAZZ(more impirtantly, *all* music)
Mssr,
I have been extremely fortunate to have had experiemce with many diverse genres of music.
My father was(and still occassionally is) a country guitar player. As a baby I would sit on the floor near the drums and bass amp. When I was asked, in elementary school how a song went, I often sang the bass part. Though I started drums at 7, I was introduced to my true love, the bass, when I was 12(1980).
Where I grew up, in Cole Harbour/Westphal, all of my same-age peers were interested in AC/DC, Van Halen, Iron Maiden, and much of what is called “Classic Rock” by the radio marketting machine. My older brother(3 1/2 years older) often gave me great cassettes or LPs for Christmas or my birthday. I remember several specific titles: bassist Stanley Clarke’s “Journey To Love”, tenor saxophonist John Coltrane’s “Giant Steps”, and trumpet player Miles Davis’ “Kind of Blues”. Each of these albums are classics, both in the timeless nature of the music on them, and that they broke new ground in some way.
I have always felt “moved” by music. It always felt my destiny to play it, though I do not believe in Destiny, in a religious sense. Bass, and music specifically has got me through every difficult part of my life. Durimg recovery from my injury, where I endured almost 40 surgeries, and a year and ten months in hospital(with a great deal of pain), I didn’t physically play, though I listened all the time.
Now. Why do I love jazz music.
When I was in high school I was given a copy of the Bach cello suites. I have pwned my photo copied version since 1983. I have played parts of the Suites enough to say I know them as well as any song I have learned. My “inner experience” of Bach, which begannwhen I was 15, was of beautiful melody, with “twists and turns” that elicit surprise, and then delight, when resolved.
In my Jazz Studies(privately, and through St FX and U of Toronto jazz programs) I have become intimately familiar with the bebop solos of alto sax player Charlie Parker. Without getting into music theory, I am able to say that many of the motif contours(shape without specific pitch, per se) in Charlie Parker are present in Bach. For the layman, a melody which is following the notes of the chord-of-the-moment has the appearance of leaving this harmony briefly, which causes “tension”(in the artistic sense) and is subsequently “released” by returning to what the ear/mind expect.
One technique Bach and jazz musicians use to play with this tension/release is to anticipate or delay the melody reflect the preset harmony. In the bar before a chord changes, the soloist may begin using melodic material from the next bar a few beats early. Another technique is to use the melodic material(such as a scale) from a different chord(for example, a semitone above or below, called “sidestepping” in jazz).
Now, this is pure academic hornswoggle when used without skill or taste. Calling this “playing music” gives us a clue.
The soloist is playing with the band, in a literal way, but he is also playing with the use of tension and release and it’s effect on the listener.
This use of tension and release, and the feelings of surprise and resolution give my ear and mind a great sense of pleasure. I get the same sensation when I look at a well-composed photograph or painting. The Golden Mean/Rule of Thirds has been used for thousads of years in everything from architecture to photos and paintings, to put the audience through a sensory journey.
When I compose a photograph, I derive a great deal of pleasure looking through the viewfinder, reducing the world to a little rectangle, and playing with all the features of the image.
When I play jazz, I derive endless joy and pleasure from “playing” with and rearranging all the elements at my disposal. I am constantly surprised and impressed at my reactions, as we play, to my bandmates, and their reactions to what I am playing. I love the feeling of taking a big musical chance, and either having it succeed as I thought, or having it succeed in a different way because of the reactiin/contribution of the other musician.
Modifying the more “standard” chord forms(the Blues, modal jazz, “standards”/show tunes etc) the composer works a similar effect, but with the form of the song. One example of this is the jazz blues song “Freddie Freeloader” from Miles Davis’ “Kind of Blue”. Instead of the standard “turnaround, or last couple bars of the song that sets up the return to the beginning of the form once more, the last two bars are of a chord which is “non resolving”. The effect on the ear is of a fresh song form, though it is just a blues with one difderent chord.
As Mozart was known to compose and improvise his own reharmonizations and modifications, so do jazz musicians.
Being a jazz musician raises every member of the group into a composer- a spontaneous composer. The members of a classical orchestra are merely *interpreters* of the notes already written on the page.
I love playing in a group where we have the harmony and melody(as written by the composer), but we *compose the performance*. There are general roles for the musicians in a jazz combo. The drummer, bassist, guitar player, the pianist, the horns- all have a hundred years of precedent and custom to draw from, but may(depending on the genre of jazz music) choose to step out of these roles to create something new and unique to that performance.
Here are a few personal examples of this, and how I, as a bassist get to participate in this.
In typical bebop/hardbop music, the bassist might play(based on precedent), what is called a “two feel”(half time) over the melody, then walk “4 to the bar” under the soloists, take his solo, then play another “2 feel” over the closing melody.
I could choose to follow the lead of bassist Scott LaFaro, who began a much more “conversational” bass style, to risefrom mere accompanist, to full participant in te musical conversation with the (in this case, Bill Evans) pianist and drummer.
To play in this more conversational style one must become more mindful and rely on instinct instead of reaction(by the time you react, the moment is gone), truly making on a real-time composer. To be able to do this with musicians I trust and respect gives me a feeling of great fulfillment, even love. I have an analogy that I came up with after a particularly productive gig thos summer: the three of us on stage are holding onto a golden rope. This is our creative conversation. I find it spiritual, though not in a strictly God-centred way. The audience, because they are not directly contributing to the creative conversation, are holding onto golden string that attach to the rope. They are able to feel what is happening as observers, and te musicians do as participants that may change te direction at any time.
I love in jazz that I have never “arrived”. I’ve been playing for 30 years. I will be experimenting with and playing with and exploring these harmonies and melodies my whole life. I love that jazz is a Process. Some will maintain it is only Content(“Bebop is the only Real Jazz”, “Dixieland”, whatevs). Jazz is the process of exploring the limits of the music and of improvising as a musical conversation. To me this is a beautiful Art.
I also love that Jazz often borrows from other genres to write new jazz.
One example: Bassist/composer Charles Mingus was inspired by several things. He loved Duke Ellington and the way Duke wrote for the specific musicians in his group atthe time. Mingus loved African-American religious music and spirituals. He loves European classical music.
There are examples of these three influemces in the Mingus body of work. I will speak of one: Better Get It In Your Soul.
From Mingus’ “Mingus, Ah Um” album, Better Get It is basically a gospel sing in 3/4 times(more accurately, 6/8). He uses several devices, includimg call and response, vocal shouts, and stop time to evoke a church meeting, and there are saxophone solos over it. And at the end is an “A-men” resolution. To me, he csptures the emotion and spirituality of a black church. Mingus is a huge hero of mine. He’s one of a million guys who shows me that all genres of music are material over which we can build a group improvisation.
So a large part of why I love this music is it is always pushing in surprising directions. It has established roles that may be broken, it involves spontaneous group improvisation/composition, and it will be a life-long process of exploring the boundries of the music and the musician.
And just as the continuum of classical music is infinite, so it jazz. It has been said that by naming and defining something, we limit it. I prefer to play the music, and only label it jazz when it’s for a poster for a gig or for stocking a CD on a shelf.
Weetabix!
WB
I should like to add, being a jazz musician is a way of life, of always searching and pushing one’s boundries and always striving to improve, not just technically, but in other less concrete ways as well.
Sorry for the misspellings in the main post. My internet is reduced to my phone, and while it has a tiny virtual keyboard, I have large 3-D thumbs that sometimes cause me to misspell words in unique ways.
So:
Tear it apart, Monsieur.
Weetabix!
RRSPs
: Wheiep (Sept. 9,10:21PM; Sept 10, 8:08PM) – Sorry for the delay in replying Wheeliep, but I thought my last post (Sept. 9, 3:15PM) ended this thread. It did, however, convey my concluding thoughts to which I can add little here. A very impressive account of why you like jazz. Perhaps you profited yourself in some fashion by giving that formal account. So philosophical thinking, viewed here as sustained and structured reflection, may be seen to have application to something as conceptually remote – at first glance – as jazz.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
C’est ca, Monsieur. A bien tot.
les cereals Weetabix!