TIME OUT
January 6, 2009
I don’t want to ever start a trend. I just want to sit in my room and listen to my Dave Brubeck record Time further out . It’s a sequel to Time out, a classic album. Time further out is an album that attempts to interpret the painting of Joan Miro by the same name. The cover features the albums namesake Miro painting from 1893.
This Jazz expirement is incredibly beautiful. A masterpiece of it’s time (1961) that I luckily took a chance on one day, because I really liked Time out, (recorded a mere 2 years earlier)as well as Dave Brubeck. Many comic pages have been churned out to his Quartet’s tempos. By far my favorite track and one of the most heartbreaking songs on this album is the Chopin-influenced “Bluette”. A sensitive, melodic waltz that takes me by surprise every time the needle of my record player digs into the song’s opening groove. This particular song seems to color my entire world a blueish hue. But, every once in awhile we all like to feel melancholic, me more than most I’d bet. The rest of this album is on a fun, easy going trip, with “Far more Blue” and “Far more Drums” hypnotizing the listener into a beatnik mode. Leaning back snapping his fingers, looking around for a pair of sunglasses. If you are somebody who works in a small room for hours, I’d strongly suggest checking this album out.
There is an interview with me up at midnight fiction.com right now. You must go read it, and let your opinion of me rise.
http://www.midnightfiction.com/about/sciver.htm
It’s funny when people think my last name is Sciver. Like my middle name is Van and I insist on writing out my full name on everything I touch….Get real.
That’s why I make it one word with the capital S in the middle. I got tired of having to guess where I’d end up when things were alphabetized.
More good PR! Wow, you! And — Jonah appears in comic form for the first time! (first time I’ve seen him, anyhow) The jazz thing surprises me and yet it doesn’t, but it feels … *right.*
Love,
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Mom
Yep, great PR, Noah. I guess that means you’re good. But we knew that.
Your comment about the name reminds me of a friend whose last name is DeCleene. Of course it sometimes gets separated into De Cleene, and then he’s “Mr. Clean.”