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On sunday the twelfth, I was the only one attending jazz. After the second set, Jason advised me, "Get The Jazz Theory Book by Mark Levine, and you won't have to go to university for jazz education." Stella financed this, and it's one dense book. It has revealed that the melodic minor scale isn't completely pointless, and that I should be practicing roughly a hundred and sixty-eight scales a day. I also now know that a fine way of notating E7#9sus would simply be Esus#9. I'm slowly learning.
I recently read 1984, which should be read aloud when there's a lull at a party, and am now reading The Crystal World by J.G. Ballard. I attempted to read The Atrocity Exhibition about a year and a half ago, and was lucky to make it over halfway through. I was thinking of taking another stab at it, but O'brien told me, 'Read some of his older stuff first.'
Now, onto the most important of topics. I've begun playing plenty of Pokemon Red again. I was searching high and low for my old strategy guide, when it occurred to me that I may have sold it to Cosima along with my cards and blue version some years ago. I headed over there and asked her. "Nope." Then Nils said, "But you lent it to her, didn't you?" Why he would remember that is beyond me. Cosima went into her room and fetched it within ten seconds. I've since been obsessively making lists of pokemon I don't have, lists of pokemon that I need Cosima to trade to me, etc. I beat Erika last night.
A list of everything I do everyday that I carry with me.
Last wednesday, Liam, Melissa and I all gathered at Fab's place, with Fab in attendance, to jam. Liam brought his djembe(hand drum), and I brought my sax and guitar effects. Our first effort was recorded onto a small walkman with a condenser mic, and included me on sax, Liam on djembe, and Fab and Melissa on two separate keyboards. The walkman, however, decided it wanted a solo of its own all the way through. A noise solo. We then decided to just head for park and tilford plaza--an hour-long walk--to get wedge fries. Park and tilford (PT) is a ten-minute walk from the old Windsor House, so we would usually buy wedge fries every day. We now go there at least once a year.
Anyhow, Liam and I had both left our instruments at Fab's, so we decided to pick them up the next day. Luckily, we ended up there at the same time, allowing us to jam some more. It was all very atmospheric and meditative, and we even employed a basic polyrhythm in one piece. Fab, with his riches, treated us to lunch at Belgian Fries, where we split a deep-fried mars bar before returning to jam more. We'll need a better recording device next time, maybe the portastudio.
Sam, Melissa and I convened once again at Fab's place on monday, but unfortunately it went nowhere except Belgian Fries again. This time, we tried the deep-fried ice cream. Better not tempt a third visit for at least six weeks. My arteries are already having a party.
And one more time, I went to Fab's yesterday to record our reverb-soaked rendition of Equinox by John Coltrane, available on the latest Glissando entry. I was more than impressed with Fab's ability to play the bassline and the chords at the same time, and then play a solo over the chords. As for my own playing, I think the second chorus of my opening solo just may be my finest hour.
