Thursday, August 14, 2003
“Love, reign o’er me” -The Who
It has been raining for awhile now- going into the second day, nonstop.
Time to paint my nails
I’m going with a perfect red-
not orange-y not purple-y
but RED.
Red rules.
It speaks volumes,
and I like the “oldness” of it-
the classic red.
My gig's tomorrow with Mike Price and the guys.
A great line up, I look forward to it...
Tom Pierson-piano Mike Price- trumpet Andy Wuulf-tenor sax
Mark Tourian- bass
and the drummer, all I know of him is he’s from the Navy jazz band...
The clients requested “all foreigners”.
I find this practice a drag, not in this case, but in others,
when it keeps a person from being hired
because a certain "nationality" or "color" doesn’t “fit” the criteria.
But this type of discrimination works ALL kinds of ways here.
Some times it’s only white- some times it’s only black-
in Japan, but no Japanese, etc.
You get the picture.
It is a different type of discrimination, but it's the same 'ole thing.
Ah, to be picked and sorted like hot house flowers...
An American jazz artist who goes to Europe to live and perform is deemed an “International Artist”.
Here, you lose this status, and they call you “local”.
Japanese artists who go and live in New York for 6 months,
come back and call themselves, and are billed as: “from New York”.
Grassland mentality.
It used to upset me greatly, and has probably inspired more drinking binges than I care to want to own up to.
But I don’t drink anymore,
and although some practices are downright offensive to me here,
to stay on I have had to let it all ride,
and focus on just doing what I do, well.
"If you wanna get to heaven
lemme tell ya what to do
you got to grease yo' feet
in mutton stew-
Slide right over in the slippery sand
and ease on over to da Promised Land"... - Spiritual
Till next time ‘Mela
7:58 PM
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Photo: Michio Yves Ueda
