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Mother of bacon.
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"Only poor musicians tap their feet in performance."
One of the moderators of the Music Educators blog posted this.
Let me just say...
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“If I have learned anything in 35 or 40 years of teaching, it is that students don’t learn everything I teach them. What they learn is what I am...”
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[Abridged version hosted by Invisible Oranges; longer cut below.]
Weasel Walter has been on my to-interview list since I started Heavy Metal Be-Bop. Not only is he a voracious, articulate and exceedingly well-informed champion of both free-jazz and extreme metal—you need his label/blog in your life—he’s made important contributions to each field as a player and composer, first with the late, great Flying Luttenbachers and more recently as an accomplished improviser and the drummer for the rebooted Behold… the Arctopus.
Weasel and I met in Brooklyn last December to talk about jazz and metal.
It’s not the theoretical knowledge of someone who’s a music student but the connection between theoretical knowledge and the actual living knowledge of music. The sonic knowledge. This is a really important thing. For example, you can know what a Neapolitan chord is – but you’ve also got to be able to spot it every time you hear it. Those guys who wrote that music – you can bet they knew what it sounded like. It’s not an issue of them sitting there and making calculations or something. It’s a flavor – like hearing a pentatonic scale.
Well, I guess there could always be a Robin more irritating than Damien…
(via simonsayer)
