Today's live performance continued from yesterday, "In the Court of the Crimson King'", I played with the Accordion. I may have turned Robert Flip into an enemy! \(//∇//)\
Great cover photo with #jamiemuir doing his thing !
Am ordering these in if you’d like a copy let me know #detailsbelow#Percussionist Jamie Muir was a member of #KingCrimson during the recording of Larks’ Tongues In Aspic, in 1973. Staying less than a year with Robert Fripp, the Scot had already cut his teeth with another master guitarist, #DerekBailey , as part of the #MusicImprovisatioCompany , along with Evan Parker, Hugh Davies and Christine Jeffrey, whose eponymous 1970 album was one of the first releases on ECM. Muir and Bailey recorded Dart Drug eleven years later, in 1981.
There’s no shortage of great percussionists in the brief history of free improvised music but on the strength of Dart Drug alone Jamie Muir deserves a place at High Table. Unlike for example Han Bennink and John Stevens, though, you can’t hear echoes of any particular jazz drummer in Muir’s playing, even if he has expressed appreciation for Milford Graves (who himself sounded like nobody else who’d come before him). What on earth did Muir’s kit consist of? Some instruments are clearly identifiable (bells, gongs, chimes, woodblocks); others could be… well, anything. Old suitcases thwacked with rolled up newspapers? Tin cans and hubcaps inside a washing machine? Who cares? It sounds terrific – but if you’re the kind of person who faints at the sound of nails scraping a blackboard, you might want to nip out and put the kettle on towards the end of the title track.
Dart Drug is consistently thrilling, and often very amusing – but it’s certainly not easy listening. In music we talk about playing with other musicians, whereas in sport you play against another opponent (or with your team against another team). Why not play against in music, too? That’s precisely what happens very often in improvised music, and Bailey was particularly good at it. How can a humble acoustic guitar hope to compete with a Muir in full flight? Sometimes Bailey’s content to sit on those open strings, teasing out yet another exquisite Webernian constellation of ringing harmonics and wait for the dust to settle in Muir’s junkyard, but elsewhere he sets off into uncharted territory himself. “The way to discove
When silence drowns the screams. (King Crimson - Epitaph)
V samotě se člověk nejlépe slyší. Proto spousta z nás nechce být sama. Nejsme v takových chvílích ani tak sami jako osamělí. A mezi samotnou a osamelostí je velký rozdíl. Osamělost je absence druhých. Samota je přítomnost sebe samého. Go to progress myself ❤❤❤ #selflove#home#czechwoman#blondie#blueeyes#mysilence#mypeace#kingcrimson