by Salman Rushdie
From the Grand Master of pretentious prose comes this collection of unexpectedly charming short stories. I think Sir Salman wasted his time and talent writing novels.
Mind you, not all stories are equally good. Take Yorick: easily the worst of the nine, both story- and style-wise, demonstrating — to quote the author himself — “a most lamentable lack of brevity”. And At the Auction of the Ruby Slippers — not much of a story, innit? My favourites are Good Advice Is Rarer Than Rubies, The Prophet’s Hair and The Courter.
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
Thursday, 23 February 2012
The Jazz Bass Book: Technique and Tradition
by John Goldsby
I bought this book back in 2005 (yes, Amazon remembers that!) in a hope to refresh/improve my upright bass technique. Well I didn’t but this is because I did not exercise at all. Instead, I was reading and re-reading it, as one would read fiction.
There are four sections: The History, The Players, Technique, and Concepts. The first section is not really the history of jazz bass but three short essays which should get any jazz enthusiast hooked. The history is covered in the next section, The Players, which consists of 48 chapters dedicated to great jazz bassists. As is explained in the Epilogue/Dedication, most of these musicians came on the jazz scene before 1970s, so the history of the last 40 or so years of jazz bass is yet to be written. I expected Technique to be less entertaining read, more or less along the lines of traditional bass methods. I was wrong. It proved to be as fascinating as the rest of the book, even though I did not run through any single exercise from this or, indeed, from any other section. The only exception is the Paul Chambers’s bass line from So What (see below), which I used to play years ago. Instead, I discovered some other useful things. For instance, I never thought of Dorian scale as W–H–W–W–W–H–W, or diminished scale as W–H–W–H–W–H–W–H (where “W” and “H” stand for “whole-tone” and “half-tone” intervals, respectively; see p. 159). The final section, Concepts, gets rather philosophical. What integrity, respect and honesty have to do with bass playing? Read on, you’ll see.


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The enclosed CD has 47 tracks: examples, exercises and three play-along tracks, all performed by Bill Dobbins on piano, Hans Dekker on Drums and the author on bass. A great help to sight-reading challenged people like me. (Of course, I would love to hear all the examples from the book, but that probably will require another three CDs.) A pleasure to listen on its own, I should add.
And now, the promised bass line:

I bought this book back in 2005 (yes, Amazon remembers that!) in a hope to refresh/improve my upright bass technique. Well I didn’t but this is because I did not exercise at all. Instead, I was reading and re-reading it, as one would read fiction.
There are four sections: The History, The Players, Technique, and Concepts. The first section is not really the history of jazz bass but three short essays which should get any jazz enthusiast hooked. The history is covered in the next section, The Players, which consists of 48 chapters dedicated to great jazz bassists. As is explained in the Epilogue/Dedication, most of these musicians came on the jazz scene before 1970s, so the history of the last 40 or so years of jazz bass is yet to be written. I expected Technique to be less entertaining read, more or less along the lines of traditional bass methods. I was wrong. It proved to be as fascinating as the rest of the book, even though I did not run through any single exercise from this or, indeed, from any other section. The only exception is the Paul Chambers’s bass line from So What (see below), which I used to play years ago. Instead, I discovered some other useful things. For instance, I never thought of Dorian scale as W–H–W–W–W–H–W, or diminished scale as W–H–W–H–W–H–W–H (where “W” and “H” stand for “whole-tone” and “half-tone” intervals, respectively; see p. 159). The final section, Concepts, gets rather philosophical. What integrity, respect and honesty have to do with bass playing? Read on, you’ll see.
It’s beautiful — everything about it. The sound, the shape, the feel, the idea of it. It’s the foundation, the core, the heartbeat.
No one invented jazz bass playing.
Ed Thigpen once told me “the groove is like your heartbeat”. Okay, set down your coffee (or herbal tea), lay two fingers on the inside of your wrist, and count your groove — er, pulse. Your heart beats in a triplet: bu-duh-rest, bu-duh-rest, bu-duh-rest. Ed’s point? The groove is an organic thing; you are a living, breathing example of a groove.
Remember, there are thousands of possibilities when you improvise — you just have to play one good one!
A good bass player can groove alone or with a drummer, with a click track, or with stuff falling down stairs.
When you run out of things to practice, ask a saxophone player or guitar player what they are practicing at the moment.
Swing is one of jazz’s great gifts to humanity. Don’t screw it up.
If I waited for inspiration every time I picked up the bass, whole gigs might pass before I played a single note!
Respect yourself. Respect your elders. Respect your peers. And, as long as we’re on the topic, respect everyone — especially people who play bass!The final quote is taken from Chapter 66, Major Melodies (p. 188):
When listeners hear something familiar repeated and developed, they feel they understand what you’re saying with your solo. Too much repetition and they get bored; too little and they’re confused.Naturally, it relates to any kind of improvisation, not just jazz bass solo. I am trying to keep that in mind during my Zumba classes.
The enclosed CD has 47 tracks: examples, exercises and three play-along tracks, all performed by Bill Dobbins on piano, Hans Dekker on Drums and the author on bass. A great help to sight-reading challenged people like me. (Of course, I would love to hear all the examples from the book, but that probably will require another three CDs.) A pleasure to listen on its own, I should add.
And now, the promised bass line:
% *******************
% So What (Gil Evans)
% *******************
\version "2.12.3"
\layout {
ragged-right = ##f
}
\header {
title = "So What"
composer = "Gil Evans"
}
\score {
<<
\chords {
\set chordChanges = ##t
d1:m7
}
\new Staff
{
\clef bass
r 8 d8 a8 b8 c'8 d'8 e'8 c'8
d'1
r 8 d8 a8 b8 c'8 d'8 e'8 c'8
d'8 a8( a2.) \bar "||"
}
>>
}
Saturday, 18 February 2012
Agua pa’ la Tierra
by Canteca de Macao
By their third album, Canteca de Macao perfected their trademark flamenco/punk/reggae/ska fusion sound: less ska/punk, more fusion and memorable melodies.
The CD is shorter than the band’s previous offering, and a good thing too: not “simply” great songs (I know, I know, there’s nothing simple about that) but the whole album glues together. There also is a “hidden” anonymous bonus track, which I suspect is called Agua pa’ la Tierra. As is the case with most bonus tracks, it is quite disposable.
The DVD contains (excerpts from) the concert on 8 September 2007, and two “official” videoclips, Bellas and Contigo. I love the music (coming from the band’s first two albums) but the video of the live performance could have been so much better — image, camerawork, sound, everything. Still, it is worth checking out, if only for the last song Moliendo Café with guests Alamedadosoulna. Don’t watch if offended by hairy armpits.
By their third album, Canteca de Macao perfected their trademark flamenco/punk/reggae/ska fusion sound: less ska/punk, more fusion and memorable melodies.
The CD is shorter than the band’s previous offering, and a good thing too: not “simply” great songs (I know, I know, there’s nothing simple about that) but the whole album glues together. There also is a “hidden” anonymous bonus track, which I suspect is called Agua pa’ la Tierra. As is the case with most bonus tracks, it is quite disposable.
The DVD contains (excerpts from) the concert on 8 September 2007, and two “official” videoclips, Bellas and Contigo. I love the music (coming from the band’s first two albums) but the video of the live performance could have been so much better — image, camerawork, sound, everything. Still, it is worth checking out, if only for the last song Moliendo Café with guests Alamedadosoulna. Don’t watch if offended by hairy armpits.
Friday, 17 February 2012
The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul
by Douglas Adams
Not really that long but, indeed, rather dark. Much darker than the first Dirk Gently novel, and significantly less funny, but not without some very funny bits.
Not really that long but, indeed, rather dark. Much darker than the first Dirk Gently novel, and significantly less funny, but not without some very funny bits.
The electronic I Ching calculator was badly made. It had probably been manufactured in whichever of the South-East Asian countries was busy tooling up to do to South Korea what South Korea was busy doing to Japan. Glue technology had obviously not progressed in that country to the point where things could be successfully held together with it. Already the back had half fallen off and needed to be stuck back on with Sellotape. |
Labels:
books,
Douglas Adams,
novel
Monday, 13 February 2012
Miette
by Johanna Juhola
Music of rare beauty. And, indeed, a rare record. Here you can hear three tracks from this album: Hippo, Lyyrinen Aikuisuus II and Miette.


Music of rare beauty. And, indeed, a rare record. Here you can hear three tracks from this album: Hippo, Lyyrinen Aikuisuus II and Miette.
Labels:
accordion,
Finnish music,
folk,
world music
Tuesday, 7 February 2012
The Emperor’s New Groove
a film by Mark Dindal
Boom, baby!
We gave away most of our Disney DVDs. Kids just do not watch them any longer. This one is to stay though. The dialogue is perfect. The opening song alone (sung by Tom Jones — or should I say Sir Thomas?) stands head and shoulders above anything else I heard in any of Disney animations. One day I should try that combination of salsa and Riverdance.
Boom, baby!
We gave away most of our Disney DVDs. Kids just do not watch them any longer. This one is to stay though. The dialogue is perfect. The opening song alone (sung by Tom Jones — or should I say Sir Thomas?) stands head and shoulders above anything else I heard in any of Disney animations. One day I should try that combination of salsa and Riverdance.
See this palace? Everyone in it is at my command. Check this out: butler... chef... Theme Song Guy!
Monday, 6 February 2012
The Prince of Mist
by Carlos Ruiz Zafón
This is a young adult novel just waiting to be animated by the likes of Studio Ghibli. Three teenage friends, a lighthouse, a mysterious cat, a murderous villain à la Count Olaf... No happy ending, but quite a number of loose ends. Even though I feel that some of the lines could have been explored properly (rather than abandoned), I like that. I am sure it could be written better, and probably something got missing in translation, but still, I couldn’t put this book down. And here’s the passage that won me over:
This is a young adult novel just waiting to be animated by the likes of Studio Ghibli. Three teenage friends, a lighthouse, a mysterious cat, a murderous villain à la Count Olaf... No happy ending, but quite a number of loose ends. Even though I feel that some of the lines could have been explored properly (rather than abandoned), I like that. I am sure it could be written better, and probably something got missing in translation, but still, I couldn’t put this book down. And here’s the passage that won me over:
Thursday, 2 February 2012
Henry & June
a film by Philip Kaufman
Henry & June is more a stylisation of a film set in 1930s Paris rather than a film set in 1930s Paris. Fred Ward is good as Henry Miller. Uma Thurman is overplaying her June Miller but this is perhaps all part of the said stylisation.
At two-something hours, it is a bit too long for a movie revolving around a rather predictable love triangle (later: quadrilateral and other polygons) involving Henry, June and Anaïs Nin (Maria de Medeiros). In spite of its numerous sex scenes, the film makes surprisingly unerotic viewing. The best parts are those featuring Henry’s friends: the magician, the clown and other performers.
Henry & June is more a stylisation of a film set in 1930s Paris rather than a film set in 1930s Paris. Fred Ward is good as Henry Miller. Uma Thurman is overplaying her June Miller but this is perhaps all part of the said stylisation.
At two-something hours, it is a bit too long for a movie revolving around a rather predictable love triangle (later: quadrilateral and other polygons) involving Henry, June and Anaïs Nin (Maria de Medeiros). In spite of its numerous sex scenes, the film makes surprisingly unerotic viewing. The best parts are those featuring Henry’s friends: the magician, the clown and other performers.
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