December 05, 2007

DOBEDOO RUN RUN RUN

I'm busy and Peter says it better, in a way that is less pervy about Brotzmann, but Sonore, the father-son-holy-ghost of blow-outs tonight at the Hideout. I saw the Tentet at the MCA, and I am still trying to figure out my feels about it other than I am still in love with old man Brotzmann, the physicality of Mats' playing (first I'd seen him) made me quiver a bit, and also, the German guy with the trombone who was totally feeling it at all times--I loved it when he'd boogie and his curly hair cape would flap and he was making doodley-doo faces, singing along. His wild East German fashion sense and the fact that you could tell that jazz is his whole life and spirit was really excellent.

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