Björn recenserade Jazz av Toni Morrison
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4 stjärnor
Let's talk floating lyrics; the snippets that get repeated in one blues or jazz or folk song after another for generations, that nobody and everybody can lay claim to. Often violent, often repetitive (cf Sinners).
Black women were armed, black women were dangerous and the less money they had the deadlier the weapon they chose.
Snippets that move from field to town to city without changing except in the context and the smoothness of delivery. Old men continuing to sing about love they (or their grandfathers) lost decades ago as if it happened now.
Let's talk jazz. The one truly American music. The one that reinvents itself by design, repeats themes until they become new.
Can't rival the dead for love. Lose every time.
Let's talk floating lyrics; the snippets that get repeated in one blues or jazz or folk song after another for generations, that nobody and everybody can lay claim to. Often violent, often repetitive (cf Sinners).
Black women were armed, black women were dangerous and the less money they had the deadlier the weapon they chose.
Snippets that move from field to town to city without changing except in the context and the smoothness of delivery. Old men continuing to sing about love they (or their grandfathers) lost decades ago as if it happened now.
Let's talk jazz. The one truly American music. The one that reinvents itself by design, repeats themes until they become new.
Can't rival the dead for love. Lose every time.