Questo è un brano davvero sublìme ....... lo ascoltai molti anni fa (io son del '72 e lo ascoltai che avevo 16 17 anni). Il saxofono non mi garbava molto ... invece "El Gato" mi ha fatto totalmente cambiare idea :D :D :D è un brano ineguagliabile (secondo miei gusti) :) Ciao :)
Gato Barbieri - tenor saxophone, flute, vocals Lonnie Liston Smith - piano, electric piano John Abercrombie - guitar, electric guitar Jean-François Jenny-Clark - bass Stanley Clarke - electric bass Bernard Purdie - drums Airto Moreira, Gene Golden, James Mtume, Moulay "Ali" Hafid - percussion
My thoughts go to the indigenous people of Bolivia ! Fleas dream of buying themselves a dog, and nobodies dream of escaping poverty: that, one magical day, good luck will suddenly rain down on them - will rain down in buckets. But good luck doesn’t rain down, yesterday, today, tomorrow or ever. Good luck doesn’t even fall in a fine drizzle, no matter how hard the nobodies summon it, even if their left hand is tickling, or if they begin the new day on their right foot, or start the new year with a change of brooms. The nobodies: nobody’s children, owners of nothing. The nobodies: the no-ones, the nobodied, running like rabbits, dying through life, screwed every which way. Who are not, but could be. Who don’t speak languages, but dialects. Who don’t have religions, but superstitions. Who don’t create art, but handicrafts. Who don’t have culture, but folklore. Who are not human beings, but human resources. Who do not have faces, but arms. Who do not have names, but numbers. Who do not appear in the history of the world, but in the crime reports of the local paper. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them. - Eduardo Galeano, "The Nobodies"
Stanley Clarke messes up the pattern big time some time at 3:05 and they all struggle to revert to the correct tempo for a whole minute after that lol (he then catches up again at 4:07)
Este disco es una obra maestra del jazz. Gracias por compartir.
Honrando el sonido nativo, no me para de sorprender barbieri
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Questo è un brano davvero sublìme ....... lo ascoltai molti anni fa (io son del '72 e lo ascoltai che avevo 16 17 anni). Il saxofono non mi garbava molto ... invece "El Gato" mi ha fatto totalmente cambiare idea :D :D :D è un brano ineguagliabile (secondo miei gusti) :) Ciao :)
RIP Gato. You will always be the man.
Gato Barbieri - tenor saxophone, flute, vocals
Lonnie Liston Smith - piano, electric piano
John Abercrombie - guitar, electric guitar
Jean-François Jenny-Clark - bass
Stanley Clarke - electric bass
Bernard Purdie - drums
Airto Moreira, Gene Golden, James Mtume, Moulay "Ali" Hafid - percussion
increiblemente suena contenporaneo hoy cuanto te adelantaste , ysi como coltrane 50 años unico ,genial maestro Q,P,D
best flute ever
herrliche musik !!!
Thanks.
🌞🌞🌈🌈💕💕 superbe
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My thoughts go to the indigenous people of Bolivia !
Fleas dream of buying themselves a dog, and nobodies dream of escaping poverty: that, one magical day, good luck will suddenly rain down on them - will rain down in buckets. But good luck doesn’t rain down, yesterday, today, tomorrow or ever. Good luck doesn’t even fall in a fine drizzle, no matter how hard the nobodies summon it, even if their left hand is tickling, or if they begin the new day on their right foot, or start the new year with a change of brooms. The nobodies: nobody’s children, owners of nothing. The nobodies: the no-ones, the nobodied, running like rabbits, dying through life, screwed every which way. Who are not, but could be. Who don’t speak languages, but dialects. Who don’t have religions, but superstitions. Who don’t create art, but handicrafts. Who don’t have culture, but folklore. Who are not human beings, but human resources. Who do not have faces, but arms. Who do not have names, but numbers. Who do not appear in the history of the world, but in the crime reports of the local paper. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them.
- Eduardo Galeano, "The Nobodies"
grande,
Stanley Clarke messes up the pattern big time some time at 3:05 and they all struggle to revert to the correct tempo for a whole minute after that lol (he then catches up again at 4:07)