Monday, November 09, 2015
An Anniversary Toast
A few observations about the legacy of Ted Hawkins launched this site on November 14, 2005. I’m still at it ten years later.
No amount of unwarranted DMCA take-down notices, desperate link-sharing requests from short-lived sites, shameless swagger-jacking by professional music journalists and snarky comments from friends and strangers have dissuaded me from posting music commentary. This is entry #1,387 at There Stands the Glass.
I realize that the layout is tired- it hasn’t changed in ten years. In an era in which design is more highly valued than substance, I recognize that There Stands the Glass is hopelessly dingy. I’m clearly not motivated by fashion or trends. I don’t even accept guest list invitations.
Initially a MP3 blog that showcased obscure gems from my collection of albums and CDs, There Stands the Glass now acts as a musical diary. (I’ve also documented Kansas City’s jazz scene at Plastic Sax since 2007.)
The longevity of There Stands the Glass isn’t a mystery. I don’t care if anyone is reading. Unlike the sad sot in Webb Pierce's 1953 hit, I'm not "wondering where you are tonight."
I’m not going anywhere.
A broad smile never left my face on Saturday night. Here's my review of Juan Gabriel’s concert at the Sprint Center for The Kansas City Star.
I reviewed Mike Metheny’s new album at Plastic Sax.
I write weekly music previews for The Kansas City Star and Ink magazine.
I wrote at length about Lindi Ortega in a preview of her appearance at Knuckleheads.
I contributed a Local Listen segment about guitarist Will Matthews to KCUR.
I didn’t fall in love with Lalah Hathaway’s voice until it buckled my knees at a free concert last year. (My review.) Hathaway’s new live album is an homage to her father Donny- it opens with ”Little Ghetto Boy”- and acts as an exciting document of her immense talent.
Lionel Loueke kicks out the jams on Gaia. I like the abrasiveness but detest the indulgence. RIYL: James “Blood” Ulmer, guitar pyrotechnics, Jimi Hendrix.
The playing of saxophonist Tim Berne and tubist Dan Beck make Ingrid Laubrock’s Ubatuba a jazz joyride. The album is superior to Laubrock’s fine show at the RecordBar last year. (My notes.) RIYL: Henry Threadgill, skronk, Julius Hemphill.
”#Hashtag” is the standout track on Lyfe Jennings’s Tree of Lyfe. RIYL: Charlie Wilson, the ghost of Marvin Gaye, Anthony Hamilton.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)