on 8/26/02 9:55 AM, Patrice L. Roussel at proussel@ichips.intel.com wrote:
My reference to Hollywood was just the usual cliche of the artist having to compromise to make a living (like Faulkner and his salt mines).
Anyway, I did not create the cliche that working for Hollywood is like selling your soul to the devil :-).
Like so many cliche's, it's a stupid one. Any context is only as good or bad as what you do with it. Look at the script Raymond Chandler and Billy Wilder did for DOUBLE INDEMNITY. Or just about any Coen Bros movie. You can make a living out here by doing quality. You just have to have a certain amount of flair in your presentation.
But Coltrane died young and at its peak in creativity (or close since for many that peak was in 1964).
I think his recorded peak was the solo on "Someday my Prince Will Come", which should tell you how out of touch I am with the fashionable take on Coltrane.
Coltrane is not a holly cow, but he is the closest I can imagine of one (and for good reasons).
I have to pay the same $ for his records that I have to pay for anyone else's.
PS: Skip, you almost seem in sync with Stanley Crouch :-) (read the last issue of DOWN BEAT).
I read that. I see his point, but would never support his malice. Besides, Crouch thinks anybody who plays jazz but does not have a walking bassline and at least a dozen Ellinton-isms per tune is somehow not playing jazz. He clearly needs a girlfriend. skip h