I like jazz…piano jazz
trios, or Thelonious Monk, or Miles Davis, Dave Brubeck, and others…I like it
mellow and cool as the hipsters say (or used to say, I’m not sure)…I’ll turn
down the lights some and get a drink, and just unwind…I like to feel that I’m
in a cool, dark, club somewhere, often I wish I was in the basement of my old
house, it was like another world…or maybe in Chicago or New York, but it really
doesn’t matter…just listening to the band and drinking down some smooth
whiskey…and letting time pass unnoticed, letting the crazy world go by…I don’t
like jazz or classical music for that matter when the soloist is trying to see
how many notes they can play in four bars…that kind of stuff gets on my nerves…I
used to just plow through it and listen but I don’t anymore…some vocals are
fine, but most are just annoying…words have a way of ruining a lot of
things…life is short and getting shorter by the minute…I wanna hear what I
wanna hear and not some DJ, or somebody in another car blasting their choices…I
wanna relax and just listen to my music…unfortunately, there’s a lot of people
who like jazz that are snobs, just like there are a lot of classical music
listeners who are the same…every genre of music has them…just like if you say
you like a certain type of music, people automatically make assumptions about
you…what do they know?...not much…someday, I’d like to learn jazz piano, or to
blow a few notes on a saxophone…if you have a dream like that, you know it’s
never too late…sometimes music can transport you to another place, another
world…it can change your whole mood, your whole outlook…it’s kind of like the
Tao…following the teachings of the Tao can change your whole outlook to and
transport you to a good place.
