Monthly Archives: November 2011
I have a really clear memory of dropping in on a trio set with Paul Bley, Gary Peacock and Paul Motian while passing through New York when I was 17 or so. It was Motian who struck me the most: … Continue reading
I’m a longtime fan of Pedro Almódovar — it’s hard not to be if you grew up in France — so I couldn’t wait to see his latest film, The Skin I Live In. I saw it last night and … Continue reading
Sometimes nothing is a lot to hear. And other times you hear a lot, but it adds up to nothing. You know what I mean? At any rate, here I am, blogging. Or so it would seem. Stay tuned.