A digital commonplace for a Regular Guy called Charlie Pharis
Jazz on a Monday night when I need to be asleep.
Chet Baker My Buddy. Horace Silver Song for My Father.
Good sounds. Transported to another era.
Mellow. Laid back. Trumpet. Drums with the little brushes. Spare piano, minimal. Live recording. vibrant. cool. sophisticated.
Tinkly piano. Steady drummer. Rimshots.
I’m thinking about why creative people have such destructive personalities and engage in such destructive behavior. It seems almost a sine qua non that the most gifted and creative people – artists, writers, musicians, etc. – struggle against the demons of destruction in ways other people don’t.