Gilad Atzmon – gilad.co.uk June 5, 2020
I am a jazz artist, I have dedicated my entire adult life to the study of Black American music and culture. Jazz is certainly the most important and maybe, the only significant American contribution to world culture. And the next question is, where is Black American jazz now? Why did Black Americans lose interest in their own fantastic creation?
One answer is that Jazz was born out of resistance. It was fuelled by defiance of the ‘American dream’: instead of seeking mammon, wealth and power, our Black artistic founding fathers sacrificed their lives for the sake of beauty. They literally killed themselves searching for new voices, sounds, colours. They left us with a great legacy but their offspring moved on to new artistic domains such as Hip Hop and Rap.
For the people who made Jazz into an art form, music was a revolutionary spirit. For Bird, Now’s the Time meant that time was ripe for social change. For John Coltrane, Alabama was the appropriate answer to the KKK’s Baptist Church bombing that killed four African-American girls.
Coltrane Plays Alabama: https://youtu.be/saN1BwlxJxA
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When Jazz meant something it wasn’t a language of victimhood. Quite the opposite, Jazz was a message of defiance: everything you can do, we, the Black people, can do better. And that is the truth, no one has managed to do it better than Trane, Bird, Miles, Elvin, Sonny, Blakey, Duke, Ella and many others. These artists did not beg for Wall Street funding, they didn’t ask for others to join their struggle: instead, they made the rest of us beg for their beauty, their art and their spirit to illuminate and liberate us. It didn’t take long before America’s elite realised that Jazz was the best Ambassador for America around the world. And all of this happened while Black Americans were subject to apartheid, especially in the South. It would be reasonable to believe that it was Jazz’s transformation into the ‘Voice of America’ that became a major factor in the liberation of the Black south.
Sadly, Jazz lost its soul a decade or two ago. It went from the voice of resistance to what has gradually been reduced into an ‘academic matter,’ a ‘system of knowledge.’ Nowadays, many young jazz musicians are ‘music college graduates.’ They may be very fast and sophisticated but have very little to say and, in most cases, they prefer not to say anything. Some may believe that saying something defies their ‘artistic objectives’ as it blurs the distinction between art and politics. I am afraid that they are wrong. For Jazz to be a meaningful art form, it better be revolutionary to the core. Jazz is, before anything else, the sound of freedom.
For a while, we have witnessed contemporary Jazz deteriorate into a meaningless technical exercise. Jazz, basically, died on us. Did this artistic demise anticipate the collapse of American civilization and America’s self-image as a ‘free society?’
Why did Jazz die? Because Black Americans lost interest in their original art form. Why did they lose interest? Largely because their art, like every other aspect of the American culture, finance, media, spirit and dream has been occupied.
Along with other Jazz artists and humanists, I hate racism in all forms. Yet, I want to see people celebrating their symptoms. I am one of those guys who want to see Germans writing philosophy and composing symphonies again. I want to see people celebrating their own unique cultures as long as they don’t do it at the expense of others. More than anything else, I want Black people proud of what they are. I wish that they will, once again, lead us back to the path of beauty that they, more than any other people, introduced to us all. I hope Black America will give us a young Trane, a fresh upcoming Bird, the next Sarah Vaughan, a Miles character. I want to see Black Americans hypnotising us with their talents, celebrating their greatness. I want them to be the American Ambassadors they once were rather than victims of America’s abuse. I guess that instead of sending American soldiers to liberate other people in criminal neocon wars the time is ripe for America to liberate itself.
Watch me Liberating the American People
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jEDjgdjmCfA
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Honestly the last thing in this world I would want is for this Muppet to liberate me. Why can’t Jews or x Jews understand we are responsible for our selves. The intervention mantra got us into this it isn’t going to get us out. Blowin hard does spin the head in circles we get it.
Oh, well. I never could get into jazz. To me its always been a bunch of un-syncopated noise…much like rap and hip-hop. Noise.
Dunno y mate… ignorant f..kwit I guess!
And Oldranger… ditto
And that’s putting it mildly
Blockheads rule, thanks to you Gilad
There is the authentic, soulful, melodic jazz and then there’s the noise of the corrupted fake jazz. The industry always corrupts music in its quest for money. Sadly, fake, corrupted, psychotic entertainment has pretty much destroyed our society
Gilad Atzmon is a fine man and a fine musician, who makes a point many of us would never have thought of. If you can’t come up with something better in reply than calling him a Muppet, Then I think it’s best you just say nothing at all.
The Blues were much more influential to the music industry and hordes of rebellious individuals were involved with it. That spawned the Rock & Roll rebellion with even more rebellious participators. Now we have Death metal and Techno for the new age rebels and anthropomorphic druggies. Lucifer’s harp has soothed many a soul and tempted many hearts and minds with vibrations and cleverly disguised lyrics with occult sorcery.
For example : “The Lord [ Satan ] is my shepherd, I shall not want . . . With bright knives he releaseth my soul/ He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places . . . For lo, he hath great power and great hunger.” http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/Evils%20in%20America/Rock-n-Roll/pink_floyd.htm
https://www.songfacts.com/facts/pink-floyd/sheep / https://www.thevintagenews.com/2018/09/26/led-zeppelin-curse/
Good, insightful piece here from Gilad. I owned a jazz club in New Orleans 20+ years ago and I witnessed some of which Gilad speaks, the demise of the art form. There are still some true jazz artists out there, but I’ve seen the art devolve into mere musical masturbation from “intellectuals” rather than true artists in many cases.