Happiness Is...
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
Okay, I was ready for this, and didn’t know it. Stumbled onto “Live in Cuba” a recent release of Wynton Marsalis, the concert grand of brass, blowing the sounds that always make the vibrations of good time feelings smother, even to smother any preconceived prejudice with Cuba. C’mon. This is ART. (Painting by Montgomery)
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Happiness Is…
by Odin Roark
Wynton Marsalis in Cuba,
pushing the rhythmic heat,
joshing the sidemen to blast.
Oh, c’mon go…
I’m not watching.
How electric this back-burner rhythm,
maligned by politics and cultural ignorance,
until…
Oh, how sweet the brass echoes,
meandering through the streets
2nd track of strutting the many personalities,
sax, trombone, drums,
then in the distance,
the melancholy with a twist,
Marsalis…
Try as we may,
your foot must tap,
beat,
stomp,
feather the floor,
sending vibes to the smiles on our faces,
Yeah, Wynton,
you only need to nod occasionally,
and like the Pied Piper,
your minions of players,
followers,
indoctrinates,
even the…
dare I say,
Ignoramuses?
But, hey,
who’s keepin’ score,
blow, my man.
Blow.
Blow.
So peaceful the resonance…
Wynton, one of the few
giving us the peace of sound.
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Music has to be, not only written, but also played from the soul or it is not music at all.
...said she, while plucking an old guitar to the tune of a long-lost dream :-)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9Fbg1Qwn18
As for Cuba with its Latin/African Cuban beat. That sound would not be repressed by long years of communist dictatorship under Fidel. I'm so glad that you're opening up the possibility of Cuba becoming part of the American experience again after so long.
Ron