Clifford Brown - George’s Dilemma Chopped and Screwed
I’ve been playing through and learning the solos on this recording for a little while. Decided to slow it waayy down to hear every inflection and attack, and realized I might be on to something that serves more than just an academic purpose.
Clifford Brown on trumpet, Max Roach on drums, Harold Land on Saxaphone, George Morrows on Bass and Richie Powell on piano
I’ve been thinking much about the four elements and how right the ancient Greeks probably were. Now, I don’t mean to disparage the table of the elements, it seems to work very well and is surely more exacting than the simplicity of four categories. But I do not suggest that one should replace the other - perhaps we can learn more by using the best categories of both. The four elements can be taken as a primary filter on our experience of the world, with our more essential understanding being the periodic table of the elements as another layer behind it.
If you replace Fire with Light, it becomes clear just how excellently those old minds divided the world into component parts. Most everything we eat, drink, make and experience is about converting the sun’s energy into different forms, filtered through the other elements. I saw a poster the other day that read: “Drink Italian wine, it is liquid sunshine!” and it struck me how truthful that statement is. Could the heat of alcohol sliding down the gullet have anything to do with the heat, sandy soil, water and air that went into the grapes inside the bottle? I think so, very much.
I think it comes down to balancing a feeling of explicit truth (the periodic table) versus an experiential and less exacting truth. Perhaps a few interpretable vagaries aren’t so bad now and then.