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H/T Gerard via Buzzfeed
Is the young anarchist in the photograph proud of himself? Is he? He is all but naked, he is holding in his teeth a pair of very expensive sunglasses, and though frozen for a moment forever, you can make out the swagger of a man who believes he has accomplished something very important with his wanton act of vandalism. He has made a statement, of course.
Death to the police! The law be damned.
But I am not interested in him...he's a piece of wondrous crapmanship, all right. No. It is the trumpet that has caught my eye.
The trumpet was made according to very strict guidelines. The combination of copper and nickel and other metals was exact, the precise width and bend of the pipes were carefully hammered out, and it was passed on to someone else who buffed and cleaned and polished and buffed again and again and again.
The specific color of brass that plated it was not some helter skelter crap shoot, but a precise calculation by metallurgists.
The inlaid pearl on the buttons, and the springs, and every little detail that went into the exquisite etchings on its bell made this manly instrument a work that required many skilled hands and minds, with the end result being that the man playing the trumpet submits to the authority of a conductor, who not only knows the trumpeter's part, but all the parts of the symphonic work as well, with the trumpeter playing only his parts when called upon. The trumpeter must trust that the conductor knows his job, and the conductor must trust the trumpeter to likewise know his music and instrument.
The trumpet and the trumpeter are the outcome of strict, ordered and well-disciplined minds and hands, as its music is also ordered. They are in tune with all around them, and take their cues from all around them. And as a result of the order and skill, we who are not skilled in the playing of the trumpet meet with the sublime and are elevated by it.
So, clearly, the man holding the trumpet is not worthy of such a fine creation. As an anarchist, it is the wrong instrument for him. He should be playing the vuvuzela. The vuvuzela is a loud, obnoxious, plastic one-note irritant. Those who blow it adhere to no civilized rules of decency, there is no music in its bell, it is an abomination from hell. It is mass produced by people who don't care about anything but selling as many of these noise makers as possible. It is the base, appealing to the low.
Why is he holding this trumpet? Have you ever just walked into a store and bought a trumpet? It is an expensive thing. Not a toy to be played with.
The vuvuzela is more fitting for the sort of money an anarchist would pay out for anything, if he so much as thought about paying for something.
Not that I can imagine him actually paying for anything. Perhaps he will be allowed to make monthly payments on a slightly toasted police car. I wonder what his credit score is.
Crossposted at Tasty Infidelicacies.
- Don Menza March 12, 1987 Hamburg
Don Menza - Sax Chuck Finley - Trumpet and Flugelhorn Frank Strazzeri - Piano Frank daRosa - Bass Jimmie Smith - Drums Bonus, playing with the Buddy Rich Big Band ...
- Lonely Woman
Old and New Dreams Dewey Redman - Tenor Sax Don Cherry - Trumpet Charlie Haden - Acoustic Bass Ed Blackwell - Drums ...
- One Night With Blue Note - 1985
What a lineup: Art Blakey - Drums Ron Carter - Bass Walter Davis Jr. - Piano Jack DeJohnette - Drums Curtis Fuller - Trombone Johnny Griffin - Sax Herbie Hancock - Keyboard / Synth / Piano Joe Henderson - Saxophone Freddie Hubbard - Trumpet...
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One Night With Blue Notefull film Art Blakey - Drums Ron Carter - Bass Walter Davis Jr. Jack DeJohnette - Drums Curtis Fuller Johnny Griffin Herbie Hancock - Keyboard / Synth / Piano Joe Henderson - Saxophone Freddie Hubbard - Trumpet Stanley Jordan...
- Joels Trumpet Sounds
Joels 2:1-6 "Blow ye the trumpet in Zion, and sound an alarm in my holy mountain: let all the inhabitants of the land tremble: for the day of the LORD cometh, for it is nigh at hand; 2 A day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick...
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If the Trumpet could speak
H/T Gerard via Buzzfeed
Is the young anarchist in the photograph proud of himself? Is he? He is all but naked, he is holding in his teeth a pair of very expensive sunglasses, and though frozen for a moment forever, you can make out the swagger of a man who believes he has accomplished something very important with his wanton act of vandalism. He has made a statement, of course.Death to the police! The law be damned.
But I am not interested in him...he's a piece of wondrous crapmanship, all right. No. It is the trumpet that has caught my eye.
The trumpet was made according to very strict guidelines. The combination of copper and nickel and other metals was exact, the precise width and bend of the pipes were carefully hammered out, and it was passed on to someone else who buffed and cleaned and polished and buffed again and again and again.
The specific color of brass that plated it was not some helter skelter crap shoot, but a precise calculation by metallurgists.
The trumpet and the trumpeter are the outcome of strict, ordered and well-disciplined minds and hands, as its music is also ordered. They are in tune with all around them, and take their cues from all around them. And as a result of the order and skill, we who are not skilled in the playing of the trumpet meet with the sublime and are elevated by it.
So, clearly, the man holding the trumpet is not worthy of such a fine creation. As an anarchist, it is the wrong instrument for him. He should be playing the vuvuzela. The vuvuzela is a loud, obnoxious, plastic one-note irritant. Those who blow it adhere to no civilized rules of decency, there is no music in its bell, it is an abomination from hell. It is mass produced by people who don't care about anything but selling as many of these noise makers as possible. It is the base, appealing to the low.
Why is he holding this trumpet? Have you ever just walked into a store and bought a trumpet? It is an expensive thing. Not a toy to be played with.
Not that I can imagine him actually paying for anything. Perhaps he will be allowed to make monthly payments on a slightly toasted police car. I wonder what his credit score is.
Crossposted at Tasty Infidelicacies.
- Don Menza March 12, 1987 Hamburg
Don Menza - Sax Chuck Finley - Trumpet and Flugelhorn Frank Strazzeri - Piano Frank daRosa - Bass Jimmie Smith - Drums Bonus, playing with the Buddy Rich Big Band ...
- Lonely Woman
Old and New Dreams Dewey Redman - Tenor Sax Don Cherry - Trumpet Charlie Haden - Acoustic Bass Ed Blackwell - Drums ...
- One Night With Blue Note - 1985
What a lineup: Art Blakey - Drums Ron Carter - Bass Walter Davis Jr. - Piano Jack DeJohnette - Drums Curtis Fuller - Trombone Johnny Griffin - Sax Herbie Hancock - Keyboard / Synth / Piano Joe Henderson - Saxophone Freddie Hubbard - Trumpet...
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One Night With Blue Notefull film Art Blakey - Drums Ron Carter - Bass Walter Davis Jr. Jack DeJohnette - Drums Curtis Fuller Johnny Griffin Herbie Hancock - Keyboard / Synth / Piano Joe Henderson - Saxophone Freddie Hubbard - Trumpet Stanley Jordan...
- Joels Trumpet Sounds
Joels 2:1-6 "Blow ye the trumpet in Zion, and sound an alarm in my holy mountain: let all the inhabitants of the land tremble: for the day of the LORD cometh, for it is nigh at hand; 2 A day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick...