Farewell, Then.

Never let it be said that I’m afraid to try new things. I am, however, not always careful when I trundle forth into uncharted territory. To wit: I changed website hosts without having a backup of this blog. Therefore, all entries prior to about a week ago have vanished.

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Energies (First Thoughts)

Listening the other morning to McCoy Tyner’s Expansions, I was reminded of an aspect of my playing that defies, much of the time, a basic tenet of jazz. Bill Evans once said that jazz is defined by the following equation: it is music in which one minute of composition equals one minute of performance. For my part, I have never, according to Evans’ or any other definition, been a jazz drummer. My playing is too loud, my strokes too discrete, my approach too aggressive to flourish in an environment that requires the high level of trust I admire in jazz.

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