Made this song originally before my window while on Tremont Street in SouthEnd at the Piano Craft Guild. Sure, I have hopes of redoing these pieces with a band and recording them again in a studio. However, the pleasure of composing, singing and recording this was immense. Tools for joy were simple.

Bebop blue Sunday

My noise. I will create in one way or another always. Constantly transforming...
“But there’s something even more fundamental, too... improvisation is one of the most crucial elements in what we think of as black music: “The raising of individual creativity/expression to the highest place within the aesthetic world of a song.” Without improvisation, a listener is seduced into the composition of the song itself and not the distorting or deviating elements that noise creates. Particular to black American music is the architecture to create a means by which singers and musicians can be completely free, free in the only way that would have been possible on a plantation: through art, through music — music no one “composed” (because enslaved people were denied literacy), music born of feeling, of play, of exhaustion, of hope.

What you’re hearing in black music is a miracle of sound, an experience that can really happen only once — not just melisma, glissandi, the rasp of a sax, breakbeats or sampling but the mood or inspiration from which those moments arise. The attempt to rerecord it seems, if you think about it, like a fool’s errand. You’re not capturing the arrangement of notes, per se. You’re catching the spirit.”
New York Times: Why they Steal from Black Music 
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Bebop blue Sunday

Michael Gordon Penn