Tuesday, November 8, 2016

“There is no such thing as not voting”

I posted this bit in November 2010. It’s worth repeating:

In reality, there is no such thing as not voting; you either vote by voting, or you vote by staying home and tacitly doubling the value of some Diehard’s vote.

David Foster Wallace, “Up, Simba: Seven Days on the Trail of an Anticandidate,” in Consider the Lobster and Other Essays (New York: Little, Brown, 2007).
I voted early for Hillary Clinton. I wasn’t happy about it: I consider her ethically challenged and troublingly hawkish. And I’m deeply angered by the Democratic National Committee’s treatment of Bernie Sanders’s campaign. But voting for Clinton was the only choice I could make — because there are, for practical purposes, just two candidates.

The choice, for me, came down to climate-change policy and Supreme Court nominations. I’m not willing to let those matters fall into Donald Trump’s smaller-than-average hands for the next four years, and I don’t believe that four years of Trump would mean an Elizabeth Warren victory in 2020. A country that would elect Trump once would, I fear, elect him again.

And I don’t think it’s reasonable to vote for Jill Stein because Clinton will win Illinois anyway. If I’d rather see Clinton than Trump elected, I think I should be willing to vote for her. Categorical imperative and all that.

Monday, November 7, 2016

Bob Cranshaw (1932–2016)

The bassist Bob Cranshaw has died at the age of eighty-three. The Washington Post has an obituary.

I heard Bob Cranshaw perform with Sonny Rollins in 1989 and 2006. Cranshaw was Rollins’s bassist for more than fifty years.

PBS, sheesh

From tonight’s PBS NewsHour : “In this campaign, the topic of refugees from war-torn Syria have been a political flash point.” The transcript has subject and verb agreeing. But have is still there in the video clip.

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Hi and Lois watch


[Hi and Lois , November 7, 2016.]

This mom really does have eyes in the back of her head. Also a face. Yikes. Regan MacNeil has nothing on Lois Flagston.

The swivel in this panel makes the flipped head in a recent strip seem like a party trick. And the swivel makes the vanishing doorknob plate in today’s second panel seem just routine. Things go missing all the time.

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[Hi to Lois: “Honey, you have a good head on your shoulders. But use more glue.”]

Slavic Soul Party! Plays Duke Ellington’s “Far East Suite”


Slavic Soul Party! Plays Duke Ellington’s “Far East Suite.” Ropeadope Records. 2016.

Early or late, elements of the “exotic” often surfaced in Duke Ellington’s music: the growling trumpet and trombone of his 1920s “jungle band,” the misterioso swirl of “Caravan” and “Conga Brava,” the “nouvelle vague exotique“ of Afro-Bossa , the “down under and/or out back” of The Afro-Eurasian Eclipse . The Far East Suite (1966), the last great Ellington-Strayhorn collaboration, is a sustained adventure in the exotic. The work is awkwardly named, having been inspired by the Ellington band’s 1963 travels in Syria, Jordan, Afghanistan, India, Pakistan, Ceylon, Iran, Iraq, Turkey, and a 1964 visit to Japan. The 1963 tour, sponsored by the U. S. State Department, was cut short by the Kennedy assassination, before the band could go on to Cyprus, Egypt, and Greece. How wonderfully strange then that in 2016 a group of New York musicians should continue the journey by Balkanizing this music.

It’s no gimmick: Slavic Soul Party! has reimagined The Far East Suite with deep respect and understanding. The arrangements (by Matt Moran, Jonas Müller, and Peter Hess) evoke their Ellington-Strayhorn sources without falling into mere imitation. The challenge of adapting the material for the band’s instrumentation finds ingenious solutions: the wide intervals of “Ad Lib on Nippon,” for instance, an easy matter for a pianist, are distributed among trombone, clarinet, and accordion, making for unusual tonalities. “Isfahan,” a Johnny Hodges specialty, becomes a slow drag that suggests Kurt Weill, mariachis, and a New Orleans funeral band. “Bluebird of Delhi” and “Amad” detour into intensely rhythmic episodes for clarinet, trombones, and percussion. The musicianship at all times is superb. I especially like hearing Peter Hess, whose baritone saxophone suggests the massive sound of Harry Carney, and whose clarinet evokes both klezmer wails and the urbane Jimmy Hamilton (a major voice in the original Far East Suite ). Among Hess’s responsibilities here: suggesting the majesty of the Taj Mahal in “Agra,” as Carney did before him.

The best non-Ellington recordings of Ellington-Strayhorn music are those that transform their source material into something new: I think immediately of Steve Lacy and Mal Waldron’s Sempre Amore , the Modern Jazz Quartet’s For Ellington , and World Saxophone Quartet Plays Duke Ellington . I place this recording in that company.

One more thing: The exclamation point in the group’s name is warranted. It is impossible to sit still when this record is on.

The program:
Tourist Point of View : Bluebird of Dehli : Isfahan : Depk : Mount Harissa : Blue Pepper : Agra : Amad : Ad Lib on Nippon

The musicians:
John Carlson, Kenny Warren, trumpets : Peter Hess, saxophones and clarinet : Peter Stan, accordion : Matt Musselman, Tim Vaughn, trombones : Ron Caswell, tuba : Chris Stromquist, snare and percussion : Matt Moran, tapan/goč/bunanj

Related reading and listening
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Slavic Soul Party! (Listen here)
Live performances of “Amad” from 2013 and 2015 (YouTube)

[Four asides: 1. “Caravan” and “Conga Brava” are largely the work of Ellington’s valve-trombonist Juan Tizol. 2. The phrases “nouvelle vague exotique” and “down under and/or out back” are Ellington’s. 3. Matt Moran’s credit may be a bit of a joke: as far as I can tell, tapan, goč, and bunanj (the first two Serbian, the last Bosnian) all mean the same thing: drum. 4. Something I don’t get: the album cover. Elephant? Ellington? Upside-down?]

Saturday, November 5, 2016

Usage tip of the day


From Leddy’s Imaginary Dictionary of Usage (2016).

Harumph!

Also from this non-existent volume: entries for get , killing it , and nice .

Thanks to J. D. Lowe for asking about own it .

Some operator


[Henry , November 5, 2016.]

Wait — is she a? Yes, she’s an elevator operator. The mysterious circle under her hand is no futuristic handbag: it’s the lever that makes the elevator stop where it needs to, more or less aligned with a floor. Not all operators get it right. (See Davey McQuinn.)

Wikipedia has an article with some details of where elevator operators are still at work. I last rode with an elevator operator in the Fine Arts Building in Chicago. It was modern times, this past spring: no hat, no gloves, no uniform.

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Friday, November 4, 2016

Domestic comedy

“Oh — Groundhog Day is on again.”

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||: ALL-ONE! :||

The Dr. Bronner soap label received an “Old & Improved” redesign in 2015. If you buy your Bronner several bottles at a time, you may not have yet noticed.

Here’s a PDF showing the evolution of the Dr. Bronner label from 1973 to 2015. The 1984–2015 labels are also available as individual PDFs. (The pamphlet The Moral ABC is also available as a PDF .) A recent development: as of September 2016, the label carries a call for a higher minimum wage.

Something I noticed and wondered about: the 1984–2015 label appears to have room for everything but “32 FL. OZ.”

||: 32 FL. OZ.! :||

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Dr. Bronner, productivity guru

[The ||: and :||? Repeat, &c.]

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Bookstore-less Bronx

“We are just as interested in knowledge and reading as anybody else. We just don’t have the access to the things that the rest of New Yorkers do”: The New York Times reports that the Bronx is about to lose a Barnes & Noble, the borough’s lone general-interest bookstore. The reason: impossibly high rent. Saks Off 5th will replace the bookstore.

This browsable map, from the organization Unite for Literacy, shows where books are and aren’t across the United States. The Bronx already appears to qualify as a book desert.

At what point do those in positions of power recognize that bookstores (like record stores before them) are cultural resources worth protecting?