Sunday, May 16, 2021

Sunday Papers: Rory MacLean


"In this serene space, unspoiled by the modern age, I consider the legacy of the 1960s travellers. Only a generation ago, English girls hitch-hiked alone across Iran. Free-spirited teenagers from Berlin and Boston were welcomed as honoured guests in Baghdad. The hundreds of thousands of footloose westerners, in flares and open-toe sandals, may have been the first movement of people in history who travelled to be colonised rather than to colonise. But their values and comparative wealth did change the places they visited. The host societies, especially those of rural Iran and Afghanistan, were for the most part defiantly conservative. I begin to wonder if the casual morality and humanism of those first independent travellers could have further polarised these countries, encouraging urban liberal minorities while insulting - even enraging - traditionalists and zealots. Might this not even have helped to stir the stern Islamic reawakening?"


On the turntable:  Chick Corea, "Now He Sings, Now He Sobs"


Sunday, May 09, 2021

Sunday Papers: Tony Russo


"A secret is a fact that's held prisoner."


On the turntable:  The Monkees, "The Birds, the Bees, and the Monkees"


Sunday, May 02, 2021

Sunday Papers: Ernest Hemingway


"The more I'm let alone and not worried the better I can function."


On the turntable:  Herbie Mann & Chick Corea, "The Complete Latin Band Sessions"


Wednesday, April 28, 2021



Wind on my cheeks,
Filling in spaces
On maps I once thought done.
On the turntable: Nick Drake, "Five Leaves Left"

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Sunday Papers: Charlie Chaplin


"Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot."


On the turntable: Chick Corea/Bela Fleck, "Two"

Thursday, April 22, 2021

Thoughts on Earth Day



On the turntable:  Don Ellis, "Connections"


Sunday, April 18, 2021

Sunday Papers: W. Somerset Maugham

“Irony is a gift of the gods, the most subtle of all the modes of speech. It is an armour and a weapon; it is a philosophy and a perpetual entertainment; it is food for the hungry of wit and drink to those thirsting for laughter. How much more elegant is it to slay your foe with the roses of irony than to massacre him with the axes of sarcasm or to belabour him with the bludgeons of invective.  And the adept in irony enjoys its use when he alone is aware of his meaning, and he sniggers up his sleeve to see all and sundry, chained to their obtuseness, take him seriously.  In a strenuous world it is the only safeguard of the flippant."

On the turntable:  Madness, "Nutty Sounds"