Showing posts with label Sax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sax. Show all posts
March 26, 2024
Live now, die later (revisited)
The mirror stares you in the face
and says : "Baby, it don't work"...
PS. All the love in the world can't be gone
☮
October 4, 2021
November 1, 2015
Mr. know-it-all
Με τράβηξε σαν γυροσκόπιο...
Αιθέρια συνάντηση υπνωτικής jazz και εξωτικής funk. Μία απρόσμενη μουσική προσέγγιση με ονειρικό ρυθμό και υπέροχα πνευστά.
☮
November 1, 2014
June 29, 2013
Copper Sax
Οι νυχτερινές
βραχνές αντανακλάσεις
των χάλκινων πλήκτρων
του παράξενου ελκυστή μου
ατυχώς
ξεθωριάζουν
Έτσι
όσο μπορώ
αναζητώ τη λάμψη
αδιάκοπα
πριν εκλείψει
οριστικά και αμετάκλητα
Ed Tadielo - Sax in the city
PS. At last ! The key to great sAx ...
:)
September 24, 2012
Ψυχικό θερμόμετρο !
Αγνοείστε τους μεγάλους κινδύνους της Ηθικής των άλλων και ζείστε όσο πιό καλά μπορείτε.
Με άλλα λόγια: Live now, die later !
By the fire’s amber glow my imagination grows
there’s a sweet caress from an alto’s kiss
and the tenor grooves me low
I feel the passion through the lips
it takes me to a high
like cinnamon
sprinkled on my skin ..
.. sophisticated elegance
a rapture so sublime
it’s a blessing meant for everyone
but in this moment mine
(from Soul Ascension )
YΓ. Χωρίς δισταγμό .. κλικάρετε εικόνες και συνδέσμους !
:)
March 22, 2012
Δεν ήμουν ο μπάρμαν...
Στο τέλος της δεκαετίας του 1980... άπειρος αριθμός μαθηματικών εισέβαλε ξαφνικά στο μπαράκι Bright Shoe, σε μια τριγωνική, μικρή πλατεία της οδού Ερατοσθένους στο Παγκράτι.
Ο πρώτος μαθηματικός ζήτησε ένα λίτρο μπύρας, ο δεύτερος μισό, ο τρίτος 1/4, ο τέταρτος 1/8 ...
"Καταλαβαίνω", είπε ο μπάρμαν - και αμέσως σέρβιρε σε όλους μαζί... δύο λίτρα, υπό την θεσπέσια μουσική υπόκρουση των Μatt Bianco !!
YΓ1. Oι Matt Bianco "κρύβονται" σε εικόνες και... συνδέσμους !
YΓ2. Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty, a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture, without appeal to any part of our weaker nature, without the gorgeous trappings of painting or music, yet sublimely pure, and capable of a stern perfection such as only the greatest art can show. The true spirit of delight, the exaltation, the sense of being more than Man, which is the touchstone of the highest excellence, is to be found in mathematics as surely as in poetry.
BERTRAND RUSSELL, The Study of Mathematics
:)
April 15, 2010
The joy of Sax
You may wonder why this post is in English. A few months ago, a fellow blogger brought to my attention that my posts were ... all Greek to her, and that the various translation software engines I suggested, were all deplorable. That's why today I finally decided to try my ... super duper english.
Let me first introduce the extremely shy elephant in the room, as quickly as possible !
One of my dreams as a teenager was to become an alto sax player. Instead, I became a superb sax ... listener !!! Why ? I knew that in any field, particularly in the fine arts, fulfillment of dreams occurs only when talent coexists with hard work and dedication. In those "teen" years my mind was permeated with the arbitrary notion, that I lacked all the aforementioned prerequisites. Furthermore, sport, chess and (later) universities occupied most of my free time, and the net result was that I never even touched the ... bloody instrument. Sometimes I wonder, not without remorse ... how can one be relatively certain of something like this, without even trying, at least once ? The situation doesn't get any better, whenever my brother - an excellent latin jazz guitarist and composer - tells me that I have a unique "musical" ear ! Sometimes I suspect he does it just to annoy me for not playing the sax, and of course he cracks me up - quite easily - most of the time !
After this brief encounter with my peculiar elephant, you may have guessed that of all the musical instruments, my absolute choice are the "brass" ones, saxophone being the real king of the horns. I love this instrument, because I think it approximates the human voice more closely than any of its rivals. The most observant readers will have already realized that more than 90 % of the songs hidden in the pictures of my posts, contain "brass" sounds.
I hope you will enjoy the following 2 poems of ... pure sax poetry:
The saxophone (Steve Patterson)
the saxophone
moans its mournful tone
each deep, rich note
of its mournful wail
a symphony,
giving sympathy
to my mournful soul
each mellow sound
aiding my Whole
to be found
the saxophone
moans its mournful tone
its mellow moan
cuts to the bone
cuts thru'
my heart of stone
of its mournful wail
a symphony,
giving sympathy
to my mournful soul
each mellow sound
aiding my Whole
to be found
the saxophone
moans its mournful tone
its mellow moan
cuts to the bone
cuts thru'
my heart of stone
Saxophone Love (Kimberly D. Robinson)
Friday night was Jazz Night
at the Blue Bongo Club
down on 57th Street
He started blowing about
three Fridays ago, and
his presence alone would
give one pause
Me and the girls went
every Friday night, but
that Friday was different
Between deep Tenor breaths,
he looked at me,
like I belonged to him
After the gig was over,
he asked me to stay
He seemed to know that
I wanted to feel the
stiffness of his brass horn
Alone, we talked, we danced
then he pulled out his brass
it felt so good in my hands
Cool, erect, and smooth
to my touch, he titillated me
oh so gently
I tasted and in and out
and out and in
my mouth moistened for more
He threw his head back
to partake of my...
performance and smiled
When done
we both agreed
I needed to take...
Saxophone Lessons
YΓ: Click the 4 images above to reveal ... what else? .. pure magic!
(Also, don't forget the 24 links in the text)
:)
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