His Tenure As A Side Man

I’ve been listening to more and more Jazz on the way to work. I am not sure why. I’ve never really been that in to Jazz. At least standard Jazz. I mean I have a bunch of the standards, but it never really moved me that much. I always leaned slightly towards the avant sub-genre of jazz – The weird drum & bass of McCoy Tiner (yes, I firmly believe he single-handedly invented the genre decades before a DJ ever thought of speeding up drums and slowing down bass) and the crazy electronic bombast of Herbie Hancock from the early 70s. But lately I’ve been re-listening to some of the late 60s and early 70s Miles Davis. There is some really good stuff in there like Electric Shout. Even his interpertation with Gil Evans of George Gershwin’s Porgy and Bess which was what? From 1958 or something. It’s all pretty amazing.

Anyways, the point of this is that while in the Metro stations, during my commute to and from work, the trains make these loud squeals. I’d imagine they are from the bad breaks that haven’t been fixed because of a horrifically mismanaged and underfunded program. But that’s another story. But from time to time they completely sync in with the music of Miles Davis. In pitch and in rhythm. It’s pretty uncanny. No other artist ever jams with the Metro trains.

I think it would be completely amazing if Miles was up there, where ever he is, and he was the global train conductor for all mass transit on earth. That job would rule.

And Birthday props to Candy and John.

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