coming home tonight from seeing nippy, cold in my shirt which i left the house in, being a really warm day earlier... walking through the streets near my house as i listened to van morrison, still caught by the magic of astral weeks which had come in so perfectly after the lovely solo piano album by gonzales that had kept me company on the north london line...
so i was walking in the middle of the roads listening to van, appreciating the perspective that that gives me, enjoying turning corners for this visual tickle... and out of the corner of my eye i see a flash of duchess, jumping over a wall at the wrong end of her street...
so i walk over and see her, lock into eye contact, remain motionless for awhile, slowly lowering my eyelids in a friendly hello... she as still as me, a garden away, eventually she breaks the gaze and jumps up to another wall, looks back for a moment then jumps down on the other side, i walk to that corner of the street and i see her disappear over another wall... no wonder i haven't seen her since january if she's been hanging out over here...
and of course maybe it's not duchess, maybe it's another tortoiseshell / calico cat that hangs around the same street that duchess used to, i'll get a picture of this one if i see her again, compare with pictures of duchess from last year when i was writing midnight (or was it the year before that?)...
calico... just discovered on a website where i was checking the spelling of tortoiseshell, because duchess is white mixed with tortoiseshell she is calico...
hmmm...
calico...
also saw the fantastic trumpeter claude deppa on the train today, i sat down next to him and he noticed my keyboard, remarked on the amount of musicians on the train... i recounted to him the occasion when me & D (not fiat) were @ the rhythmic jazz jam, a blinding solo from a tapdancer, what could top that? then the immense sound of a trumpet from off the stage, claude deppa striding towards the stage as he let loose a driving solo...
we talked for awhile about the life of the musician, gigs, money, covers bands, (for that was where i was headed tonight), original material... nice guy, funny i should bump into him today as i spoke to francine earlier who has played with him... me & her still thinking of an exchange of lessons, although she has some other plan now which i'm dying to hear...
spent the day @ hammersmith teaching, also learning the songs we were doing tonight, let's stay together by al green being one of them, such a beautiful song, the chords, his voice...
i don't want to talk too much about the covers band itself, except that it was my first meeting with them and i have mixed feelings about the project... we'll see if i go through with it...
feeling ambivilent about that project contrasted against feeling excited about the notion of recording a solo piano album myself, prompted by how lovely the gonzales album is... who he is i don't know, but the album is right up my street, i'd like to get some money to him if i can, small label, coherent reason for actually buying the album instead of just downloading it...
i could make a habit of going to the landlords and writing some solo piano pieces, aiming for a recording either @ overtones, or just in the landlord's... maybe by the end of the summer...
hmm...
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