Mingling with Mingus
Ran into this for the first time yesterday. Rated a belly laugh and a great visual in my oh so visual head:
Charles Mingus
Good jazz is when the leader jumps on the piano, waves his arms, and yells.
Fine jazz is when a tenorman lifts his foot in the air.
Great jazz is when he heaves a piercing note for 32 bars and collapses on his hands and knees.
A pure genius of jazz is manifested when he and the rest of the orchestra run around the room while the rhythm section grimaces and dances around their instruments.
Charles Mingus
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posted by Erin at
10:27 PM
3 Comments:
That is so weird... I went to a concert last night at a local university (boyfriend's little brother was playing bari sax) -- it was a tribute to Mingus, and one student who introduced a piece used that exact quote! (BTW, the concert was somewhere between fine and great, as far as jazz goes. But Mingus has never been my favorite.)
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Angie, at 12:32 AM
Listening to a bit of Mingus while typing this.
I think jazz is one of the best live musics in the world especially in a small bar with friends.
By
Cream, at 6:56 PM
just sitting here smiling at both comments. :)
By
Erin, at 10:45 PM
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