I have a special relationship with be-bop. In short, I firmly believe, that it ended with the end of it's natural life span.
In the forties.
With all due respect to all modern be-bop (or, to be scientifically correct, hard bop) players, sorry. All you do is rotating carefully rehearsed Parker's and Gillespie's licks in various combinations.
Which is awesome, of course.
There is just no music anymore, just a succession of notes in pursuit of speed and fluidity.
Will have to find another place for jammin'.
Oh, well.
In the forties.
With all due respect to all modern be-bop (or, to be scientifically correct, hard bop) players, sorry. All you do is rotating carefully rehearsed Parker's and Gillespie's licks in various combinations.
Which is awesome, of course.
There is just no music anymore, just a succession of notes in pursuit of speed and fluidity.
Will have to find another place for jammin'.
Oh, well.