Tuesday, October 17, 2017

 

Heartbeat


I love my dad's picture on his blog this week (you can find the whole thing here). Here is part of what he has to say in the accompanying post:

It is interesting that we go through our day doing things like scratching our heads or we stir a cup of coffee with a definite rhythm even though it is not necessary. A steady rhythm is a basic part of human life starting when we were in a comfortable place with only our mother’s breathing and heartbeat. Even after we are thrust into a less peaceful environment we often seek out a calm place where we are alone with our natural rhythms. We try to walk and talk at a steady pace. We check our watches when we run to keep ourselves on a steady pace. We easily fall asleep riding in a train with the steady click clack of the wheels on the tracks and drift off when we hear the consistent sound of waves on a beach.

It is not surprising that this steady beat has been essential to our music. The pulse of our music starts us dancing or at least nodding our heads or tapping our feet to the beat. We all like to believe we have rhythm.

It's true, isn't it? (except the last part-- I am under no delusion that I have rhythm).  Later, he's got this:

Detroit’s jazz, like the city itself, is know for its persistence. The music maintains a powerfully steady beat from beginning to end. It is who we are and the reason the city  has turned out legions of great bassists and drummers. This has allowed Detroit to be a dynamic town for experimental music.

To the roots, Dad!



Comments:
My blog this week tried to express how important having a steady beat is to us and our music. I began to think about this while listening to the evening news. I originally started the blog with this thought.

WE NEED A STEADY HAND
Today we seem to be living without that steady hand that gives us surety. We are anxious and irritable as we suffer with what seems like a deliberately erratic and unpredictable hand on the tiller. We could learn from our music.
 
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