in head all week kike a mosquito…then I had to find it b/c I had no idea who artist was.
when I found it I enjoyed at High Volume about 5 times until I thought it was the Rapture. Welcome to the 80s.
[Drummer Mike Reed has] brought together some of the most creative figures in Chicago’s experimental and improvised music community, cornetist Ben LaMar Gay and poet and spoken word artist Marvin Tate—both of whom worked on his 2017 project Flesh and Bone, and who sporadically joined him in an improvising trio—along with the members of Bitchin Bajas (multi-instrumentalists Rob Frye, Cooper Crain, and Dan Quinlivan).
The Separatist Party is the first installment of a three-album cycle involving a varied cast of musicians, dealing with themes of inner and outer human isolation.
The music draws upon a raft of influences, weaving together varied traditions and practices within a groove-oriented attack to forge something entirely new. One can glean wisps of Don Cherry’s Organic Music conception, the ecstatic fire of Pharoah Sanders, the cycling minimalism of Terry Riley, the motoric rhythms of Krautrock, the exploratory tones of Sun Ra, and clipped soul of vintage Ethiopian music within the Separatist Party’s music, but no single element arrives wholesale.
Thank you, LOVE it!
i end the evening with meditative sounds
Listening to the night streets right now.
Surprisingly do not hear a single car, drunk parties, person with a dog or a damn scooter that’s more noisy then a battalion of tanks.
Even lightest blows of the wind can be recognized now.
And a single car ruined this moment when I finished last sentence.
I miss so much living in your own house, with your own land, distant enough from the rushing flow of the city’s life.
When you can just enjoy and feel how calm the night is.
make another run at it as a haiku. 5-7-5 syllables, 3 lines each. has a poetic dreamy feel to it.
there is a ton of music I am batshit crazy about but at the end of the day wind thru the trees and sounds of birds at dusk or dawn is the best stuff and you can feel it in your gut. heading out to my culdesac right now to do the same.