<<It's funny, that in art someone can make a collage and
call it art, but in music .... >>
in the visual arts, one doesnt rip other's actual paintings for use,
least not without express consent of the owner/artist,
although ideas may be ripped off, parodied, paid hommage to, etc.
it's not an easy answer; id hate for my work to be used without
credit or financial recompense. i'd also be flattered. i confess
to contradictory feelings caused by another personal experience:
a computermusic composer gave me permission to use a composition
for my use with my text and others improvising with it. when that
composer heard the results, which were fab, all the jazzbos and
audience agreeing with me, that composer, unaware of the improv
genre, heard the results, was horrified, and permission was withdrawn.
i don't know the legalities, altho i have written permission to use it.
a shame that these fab studio perfs cannot be circulated, tee hee.
like im gonna get rich anyway.
last night's cobra at tonic was mindblowingly joyous. many different short
cobras. the first important thing is that--- not having seen a live
cobra for i dont know how long, ps 122 with christian marclay among the
players--- there was an utter fluidity to eamere cut'n'paste exercise.
as fluid and as powerful as a butch morris conduction. i guess i'll
irk a few by saying that when, from the back, no sightlines, i was
delighted with ikue mori's playing (see previous thread if you care);
so soft and cuddly, not at all what i remember of her work. i was
so happy that i felt my fellow z-list mori-fans were vindicated.
when i got close up later i found out i that it wasnt mori,
but yuka honda. gossip section: yoko ono was in the audience.
gossip section 2: behind me were two loud speaking folks. i
tried to politely hush them twice. in the middle of giving signals
to the musicians-- and from zorn's face you could see what joy he
was receiving from their playing- as were we all-- he didnt miss a beat,
turned around, in their faces: "you got a problem? shut the fuck up!"
spun back around and continued glorying in this wonderful music.
good work, john!! gossip #3: one probably drunk fan whooping approval
but nonstop, as the music was going. cellist fred sherry, who most people
know from 'uptown' music, and fit in perfectly, plucked a note imitatingh
the whoop. an audience member to the whooper: "chill out, man."
zorn mutters to self, but im sitting behind him, so it's
loud enough for me to hear: "this is new york. nobody chills out."
steve koenig
n.r. lester bangs- psychotic reactions... (again)
n.p. some lesser t. rex im gonna toss
