Beating the hot weather with poetry and cool jazz along with the return of Speaky Blinders

So, we have been experiencing the best prolonged spell of decent weather since 1976 here in the UK. It has inspired many a writer I am sure. I know I have been writing quite a bit lately. So maybe it’s the happy place good weather can put you in, or in typical British style it gives us another topic to moan about. – “it’s too hot”, “I can’t stand the heat” etc are common gripes. One thing for sure in my life music always puts me in a better place, and Jazz is something that always brings a smile. It moves me. It really does. Some people are indifferent to Jazz, or can’t be bothered to listen properly to the nuances of jazz. To be able to focus on a part of a tune that takes the listener into different places before returning comfortably to its original melody.

For me it is cool jazz and modern jazz that I tip my hat to. I also enjoy bebop. Why? I am not sure. But, I think that after reading books like The Horn by John Clellon Holmes

The Horn by John Clellon Holmes

I have found myself transported into the coolness that Jazz brings. I so enjoy listening to the likes of Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Charles Mingus, Lee Morgan, Eric Dolphy et al that the whole coolness of Jazz has become just a little obsessive. The original Beat writers loved jazz too. So just like Kerouac and Neal Cassady I like to really dig the music, click my fingers in time to the rhythm nod my head or even just dance. It is something that just gets those endorphins going.

Anyway I have recently written a poem that I have simply called Jazz. Its a poem I wish I had written a couple of years ago and had included in my book. Jazz Poetry – Improvisations In Language

A book that is a collection of Jazz influenced poems that includes a Spotify play list. It is a poem I wish to share.

Jazz.

I am Jazz
I mean I am
The embodiment
Of a syncopated rhythm
I scatter
Like acorns on the breeze
I freeze and drop
Like beads of sweat
I dig beneath the skin
Raising hairs from within
I tremor with surprise
And melodic lies
I breathe
I live
I give
Honesty
In note form
Always trying to escape
What is perceived as the norm.
I comfort when the need arrises
Casting out nets to the wisest.
Capturing senses of promise and wonder
Taking listeners out and yonder.
For it is the beauty of
Jazz when
It is understood.
Whether it be through the mediums of brass, hide and wood.
That makes its presence feel good.

Dancing

Tapping

Parping
N’
Harping

Sometimes
Chanting

Even ranting

Messages subliminal or not
I am the music that can make you cool
When you are hot.
An
Evolution
Of sound
That climbs from the underground.
Whilst you are digging for that
Sublime sound.
Yeah
Thatz
Jazz.

©Jason Disley 2018

Speaky Blinders

August 21st sees the return of Speaky Blinders at Peaky Blinders Bar in Paignton.

It really is going to be a blinder! There are, already an amazing group of talented wordsmiths lined up and we have our first female headliner the wonderfully witty Samantha Boarer whose poetry is personal, graphic and often about sex or social inabilities and is guaranteed to raise an eyebrow and a smile. She has recently had her debut collection published by Burning Eye Books Real Grown-Up Women and is a highly recommended read.

There will be more news about events and other projects I am involved in over the coming month. But for now enjoy the weather and all that jazz! Plus Speaky Blinders is an open mic night. So if you are in the area and like to perform spoken word or tell a few jokes please pop down and join us! JD.

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