conversations typhoid why are other people's always so much more interesting than your own? 000502 ... fairydust considering the people around me, i have heard some of the most mundane, pathetic ones imaginable. i've told these people that i would like to slap them. now they just call me mean and evil. hahaha, an evil fairy! 000502 ... miniver I grin too much, too easily. It's hard to get rid of one, once it's there, and it's impossible to hold a grudge. Other people get offended, sometimes because, of course, they have no idea what I'm grinning about. I rarely do, myself. 000503 ... Brad Many classical musicians and theoreticians often try to assign serious jazz music a place somewhere below their own chosen music. They claim that if the music is not strictly composed, it cannot be equal to something that someone has taken time to rigorously perfect. What they do not account for, however, is the interplay and communication between jazz musicians, the instant recognition and response, and the ability to take something somewhere that seems so logical, and is yet so far removed from the original idea. Jazz is making the illogical logical. Jazz is the sound of surprise. Jazz is communication, conversations, musically, with oneself and with the other musicians. The greatest musicians in the world could play together, and unless there is empathy and musical conversation, it will sound as lifeless and contrived as one can imagine. Jazz musicians must know all of the standard tunes and be able to interpret them in fresh ways instantly, without prior discussion, in a manner compatible with their bandmates. I love all of the music unfortunately termed "classical" (impressionism, twentieth century, etc.) but with this type of music, it's very easy for a non-musician to pass off as a musician just because he can play the notes. In jazz, that's nearly impossible. One must really have something to say. I leave with a question posed by pianist Brad Meldhau: "If all of the printed music in the world burned up in a flash, who could play a gig that same night, with total strangers and no rehearsals?" 000503 ... silentbob the truly great ones are the ones that have no ending. though you FINALLY quit talking with somebody at 5 am, you eventually come back to it later to discuss how you feel now, or still feel. 000911 ... uow they don't happen only pieces 040914 ... Symphonic little 040914 ... god coversations with god, conversations with goats, conversations with girls, conversations over oats o, meet me in ol' virginny an' we'll have us a high ol' time. we'll eat lots of oatmeal and talk about it while we're doing it. when they ask us what we're doing, i'll say "i'm using the chicken to measure it". oatmeal is healthy. eat more oatmeal. goooooo oatmeal!! 040914 ... psst... thats right the ones about sex are the best! 050105 ... oatmeal hater I hate oatmeal, so I hate you, go die, in a hole 050302 ... pSyche i grasp for words they are not there again they have fled from my lips and as the chasm between us grows all I manage to do is nod my head and say "mmhmm" to everything you say you stare at me a moment before we part ways aren't these conversations fun? 050303 ... kelc my best friend and i don't really like each other, but if we didn't have each other we'd have no one. we always fight. But we're going to highschool on different sides of the city next year. 050303 what's it to you? who go blather from