81!


My deepest appreciation for the birthday thoughts and wishes. All thanks to you (personally) for your existence on our journey through time in space. That I’ve completed 80 trips around the Sun is an awesome miracle. But, being with you is even more profound and a tribute to our ancestor. Peace and love.

I Remember Jack

Fifty years later I have, again, walking the true path. But, as I move forward it is without so many of my heroes. And, for sure, Jack DeJohnette is one.

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I was privileged to actually see Keith Jarrett in Carnegie Hall in 2002 . I had a front row seat close to Jack DeJohnette. That was a significantly defining moment.

Fifty years before 2002, I graduated from law school in 1974, I got married, my first child was born. It was also a time of definition. Music was in my life, and I had a bass. Charles Lloyd, Bobby Hutcherson, Keith Jarrett, Miles Davis, McCoy Tyner, Chic Correa, Weather Report, Jimi Hendrix, Riche Havens, Pharaoh Sanders … and others were indelibly scribed into my consciousness. And, Jack was there! He’s been inside of me for a long time.

Around 1978 I stopped actively playing music. In that phase of life I focused on family, spiritual growth, intellectual advancement in continual study of metaphysics and, more than anything it was work in providing and protecting my family. Self-discovery in the love of music ended and active music participations left abandoned.

Somewhere in my poetic pile is a poem I wrote about Jack DeJohnette over fifty years ago, around 1978. It ended with the rhythmic refrain, DeJohnette, DeJohnette, DeJohnette! Three triplets. His name is rhythm 5/4 or 10/8, how I feel it. That’s all I recall. When I have time, I’ll see if I can find it.

I miss him, but will live by his inspiration of love and peace, where he rests.

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… mister trump was and is simply not the man for the job … and neither are the minion caretakers writing, directing and acting in the play … and there was but one chance to change the fate of the state … but homo (sapient) phobia crashed into the opportunity of collaboration and stealth: export control … see .. locked the gateway that preserved the sinking ship that need a skiff to steal a lift and end the drift.

IF YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, LET ME BE CLEAR: … if stolen intellectual property created the ability of China to be dominant technologically, and the United States still has the lead “intellectually,” what is the real issue? Obviously, the assumption and erroneous denial of intellectual achievement and advancement. In Chess, it’s called a “fork.” It’s the same move when the Knight moves into a position that pins the Queen and “checks” the King!

If you don’t understand … I’ll translate the Chinese for you: “Fork Trump!” Oh! It’s the same in Russian, too …

We’re doomed!