And in the core of the planet, it’s all water. And in our bodies, it’s water. And Basho’s wandering soul is made up from an accurate compass that directs him to distant planets with water.
There’s no separation between the man and the compass.
Wherever he goes, the compass spins and directs him, like the swirling winds in his playing and compositions. Like a desert wind that flies from ancient Persia to India and Jerusalem, Japan and the Appalachia.
And in the show, Basho knows he’s alone in that magic carpet with the dancing snakes and heartbreaking flutes. His crowd can’t fly, they can hardly swim with him. So between the tunes he gives a guided imagination talks, about the sights and sounds and the world of beauty that he weaves .
This show took place in 1982, and now GrassTops is reissuing it for a digital bandcamp download. Shortly, we’ll see the anticipated review of the masterpiece ‘Art of the Acoustic Steel String Guitar 6 & 12′ album (circa Windham Hill, 1979)
Until then, download a compass application for your smartphone or listen to Basho.
Remote Ocean Prayer, the second track on “Drown”, the new LP By Chicago based duo Cleared – is one of the most disturbing things I’ve heard recently.
It’s like when your brain decides it takes the wrong side of the trip, and captures the soul in a pentagram.
Triangles are flying all over but they are not here to assist you understand, they are, in that very moment, your enemies.
Les Baxter‘s music always takes me to a different era and a different geographical location.
We’ll talk about the music in a second, but wouldn’t you agree that he has the best album covers ever? His series of jungle, tropical, exotic albums is incredible, each and every album. But it’s that one record that stands out above the other, and it might be the schmaltziest album of them all and far away from the South America forests – Jewels Of The Sea.
This album, delivers exactly what the title promises. Gems that were picked from the bottom of the ocean, full of echoing, lush and silky strings section. Jazzy piano parts, some bossa-nova and that relaxing calmness-in-a-vacuum feeling that divers probably feel when they go 50 meters below sea level.
It’s way too beautifully produced to just title it as ‘elevator music’ and it’s totally full with schmaltzy moments, but it’s schmaltz made by a hero and a musical genius. There were several of digital reissues, the latest comes from Trunk Records, but really it’s a record that will sound dynamite on vinyl. If anyone wants to sell me for a reasonable price, let me know.