I went to a jazz workshop today, run by my friend, saxophonist Jeff Antoniuk. The theme was the music from Herbie Hancock's great 60's album, Maiden Voyage.
It has been about three years since I played small group jazz regularly and intensely. At that time I had memorized the melody and harmony for about 100 tunes. In the summer of 2010 I went to some open jam sessions in D.C., and generally felt good about my playing.
But there was a dissonance, I think, between what I was experiencing and what I was looking for, though I didn't really know what that was, and my playing tapered off after that fall.
Music is a special way of relating to time. Each piece has a beginning and an end, and for the several minutes between them the music structures the time - the motion and the momentum are like a wave to ride as you play.
I enjoy playing music - the feeling of being inside a cloud of sound - melody, harmony and rhythm - and helping to create the energy and mood of the performance. Ideally, the experience that is absorbing, powerful, smooth and beautiful. What I sometimes experience is more like driving too fast for 20 miles on a potholed gravel road.
Today I was reminded of how persistent ingrained patterns and held emotions are. As soon as the group assembled, my mind and body began playing old tapes. Will I play well today? Do I really know how to play over that section of chords? Will people like my sound? Suddenly, I felt underprepared (indeed, I was).
I understand how much time, energy, and dedication is needed to play really well. I've spent a lot of time over several decades playing music, leading groups, and composing. My devotion to it has tapered off, because I didn't have a compelling vision of where it was leading me. For the past several years, I haven't been making the investment needed to get off the potholed road.
I learned a number of things today that I could apply to my playing and study of jazz and become a better player. But do I really want to do that? What is the right relationship to music for me?
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