Charlie Mingus

When I want to relax often I’ll smoke a j and listen to some Charlie Mingus. I feel he was one of the finest jazz musicians of all times and, along with Herbie Handcock, one of my sure faves.

Loud, aggressive music is good in small doses, but if you indulge too much it will rot your brain, corrupt your palate and turn you into a lazy communist (especially if you listen to too much punk rock).

Mingus was no choir boy, he had a bad temper and became known as the Angry Man of Jazz. I reckon he would have been a boxer, had he not had such an innate gift for music.

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I was first turned on to Charles Mingus in 1977 with the out-of-this-world “Three or Four Shades of Blues” and was first acquainted via that album with Sonny Fortune and Danny “The Meanest Motherfucking Axe-Murdering Drummer in History” Richmond.

listen to mingus while giving cunninglingus

Legend never dies

Angry jazz…what an oxymoronic pairing. I’ve never thought of jazz as being angry music but if you’re just talking about the guys playing the music then Miles Davis has to be up there in terms of being an angry guy.

I had yet to be introduced to Mingus and for a second I figured you were going to talk about Hugh Mungus ;D.

When it comes to jazz I like everything except maybe some of the crazier bebop which is just not as musical to me. I like the hot stuff, I like the cool stuff, but the way out there crazy bebop shit. I’ll give Mingus a whirl and see how I like him, thanks for the post.

I’ll have to copy and paste this from Wiki. I think [MENTION=17039]Beanz[/MENTION] would like Charles Mingus, being such a tough guy!

[i]As respected as Mingus was for his musical talents, he was sometimes feared for his occasionally violent onstage temper, which was at times directed at members of his band, and other times aimed at the audience.[22] He was physically large, prone to obesity (especially in his later years), and was by all accounts often intimidating and frightening when expressing anger or displeasure. Mingus was prone to clinical depression. He tended to have brief periods of extreme creative activity, intermixed with fairly long periods of greatly decreased output.

When confronted with a nightclub audience talking and clinking ice in their glasses while he performed, Mingus stopped his band and loudly chastised the audience, stating “Isaac Stern doesn’t have to put up with this shit.”[23] Mingus reportedly destroyed a $20,000 bass in response to audience heckling at New York’s Five Spot.[24]

Guitarist and singer Jackie Paris was a first-hand witness to Mingus’s irascibility. Paris recalls his time in the Jazz Workshop: “He chased everybody off the stand except [drummer] Paul Motian and me… The three of us just wailed on the blues for about an hour and a half before he called the other cats back.”[25]

On October 12, 1962, Mingus punched Jimmy Knepper in the mouth while the two men were working together at Mingus’s apartment on a score for his upcoming concert at New York Town Hall and Knepper refused to take on more work. The blow from Mingus broke off a crowned tooth and its underlying stub.[26] According to Knepper, this ruined his embouchure and resulted in the permanent loss of the top octave of his range on the trombone – a significant handicap for any professional trombonist. This attack temporarily ended their working relationship and Knepper was unable to perform at the concert. Charged with assault, Mingus appeared in court in January 1963 and was given a suspended sentence. Knepper did again work with Mingus in 1977 and played extensively with the Mingus Dynasty, formed after Mingus’s death in 1979.[27]

In 1966, Mingus was evicted from his apartment at 5 Great Jones Street in New York City for nonpayment of rent, captured in the 1968 documentary film Mingus: Charlie Mingus 1968, directed by Thomas Reichman. The film also features Mingus performing in clubs and in the apartment, firing a .410 shotgun indoors, composing at the piano, playing with and taking care of his young daughter Caroline, and discussing love, art, politics, and the music school he had hoped to create.[28][/i]

Oh wow someone posted the documentary on Vimeo. This is a cool little watch, 60 mins cinema verite style. Mingus is a mad man, he’s getting kicked out of his apartment, he’s talking about the mafia killing Kennedy, and he’s firing off his rifle in his apartment hahaha ;D

[video=vimeo;10769018]https://vimeo.com/10769018[/video]

…;D

That would explain your amazing intelligence and debating skills.

After 30 years of it my brain is well and truly mush

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Stop spamming this thread with awful “music”.

You’re an old man listening to teenager music, that would explain why you have the mental capacity of a teenager! ;D

[MENTION=59]brocktonblockbust[/MENTION] I bet Beanz still sports torn up jeans and a “Devil Lock” to feel young BWAHAHAHA ;D

I hope you don’t embarrass your daughter or granddaughter trying to act like a 13 year old ;D;D;D

^ beanz ;D;D;D

Beanz’s musical tastes…

[i]“Loud, aggressive music is good in small doses, but if you indulge too much it will rot your brain, corrupt your palate and turn you into a lazy communist (especially if you listen to too much punk rock).”

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That is what you said and so I was merely responding to that. I know you may want to appear sophisticated like Lyle and your fellow alt right hipsters but as you get older you realise that it matters very little what other people think about you. Here you are posting stuff from the 1950’s and castigating me for listening to something that not only did I grow up listening, to but something that i grew up playing. Only last year I covered the Clash track that I posted on here and everyone else in that band was at least 5 years older than me, but guess what? it doesn’t matter. Who said you had to sell your principles and wear slippers when you get older ?. That is bollocks that old conservative farts like you, old before their time, insist you have to do to fit in. Well I never fitted in mate and that is why I am successful doing what I do. It has given me opportunities and friendships that are priceless and worth more than all the qualifications and money I have ever earned.

I get to do what I love every day and have never stopped learning because of it. The ethos of Punk is to Do It Yourself and that applies to anything whether you are a chippy, actor, musician, filmmaker, whatever..stop pontificating and do it. Why the binary rubbish ? Most of the other Americans on here are nothing like you. Did it never cross your mind that people might like Charlie Mingus AND The Sex Pistols ?

Corrupt your palate ? ;D

You don’t get very far if you are lazy whether you are a musician or laborer the principle is the same you get your head down and work hard at whatever you do, but don’t stand still and never stop learning even if that is ideas from people younger than you.

Come on Beanz, who are you trying to peddle that clap trap to? The ethos of punk rock was to play music even though you can’t play your instrument (like Sid Vicious), and channel your teenage angst into ill-thought lyrics because you’re too young to know anything about how the world works.

People usually grow out of that shit and learn how to channel their energy into something productive! Not just listen to loud music and call everyone a Nazi or a Fascist.

Punk rock is a young person’s game and when an adult clings so vehemently to it, he’s desperately trying to cling to a long-passed time when he didn’t have to use his brain. This person does not want to evolve. It’s very sad. You’re like a pensioner going to a high school party ;D There’s nothing sadder than an old punk.

Well there IS a punk rock tune that accurately defines what is happening in places like UC Berkeley and it goes a lil something like this…

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…basically a song for middle class white kids who are wishing for something they can rebel against and their mommy and daddy’s don’t care about them, but their professors, they help them riot against wrongthinkers.