7. Alice ColtraneJourney In Satchidananda
I thought I don’t like it as much as the one I mentioned before, and maybe I still don’t, but then once I heard it in the ‘phones again, there’s something. Then I was listening to that one a lot in the car when I was driving around LA. It just opens your mind. It’s undeniable music, untouchable music. Those three people, you just can’t really touch them. If you were supposed to pick the greatest musician in the world, I suppose I would have to say John Coltrane. But they’re all lumped together because obviously Alice Coltrane does things that John Coltrane can’t; same with Pharoah Sanders, it’s an extension of John Coltrane. They were put on this planet, they were special beings.
I’d appreciated jazz since high school, I played in the jazz band. Then I got some jazz records and enjoyed them, for sure. Growing up, I think the Miles Davis later records hit me first, when I was a late teen, early twenties, Bitches Brew, the classics like Kind Of Blue, and then someone in Boston that I knew turned me on to In A Silent Way, which I really like, it had that Fender Rhodes on it and Chick Corea. But then I read the Miles Davis autobiography, circa 2004: that’s like a lesson in jazz in a way, in his cocky way; he saw it all. I remember when I was in Boston, I bought this Thelonius Monk record, Underground, and there’s a scatty song on there called ‘In Walked Bud’ and that always blew my mind. I got heavy back into jazz, and then back into Coltrane circa 2005, 06, 07, I just had some resurgence recently.
