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"Context of Champions" by Andrew Choate

1/4/2013

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Here in Mingus' hometown
the LA Philharmonic 
etc.
is celebrating the centenaries 
of Lutoslawski
and Cage.
But all I hear is Mingus
like a baby brother
rambunctious from the jump
rattlin' and stompin' for his.
Because what Cage did 
for silence and Zen and chance
Charles was on 
for the kind of swing
that defines nations.
Some nations don't like
their definitions
or their origins
or their history of atrocities
but he put 
swing in.


Antibes, 
O
"Folk Forms" - 
Doesn't that…
Isn't that…
?
Accurate.
What would Luto do
or say or raise or hand
this younger Mingus
 - worthwhile outburst -
for the sake of hell in school
and other places.
Paraphrasing a bandmate
from the bandstand
at UCLA
1965
Mingus notes 
"all of a sudden you find yourself 
trapped 
but you blame it on other people".

Dissect, transcribe and melodize
The place of unconfinement.
His music is
What music does
Let's go out
and in
and find it.





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Andrew Choate was born and raised in South Carolina and studied music and literature at Northwestern University and the California Institute of the Arts. His first book, Langquage Makes Plastic of the Body, was published by Palm Press in 2006. His most recent book is Stingray Clapping, published in 2012 by Insert Blanc Press. He has been publishing his writings on music and art since 1999; these have appeared in Urb, Coda, The Wire, Signal to Noise, Art Ltd, d’Art International and Facsimile. His writing has been translated into Spanish, French, Hungarian and Czech. His radio plays and sound works have been broadcast on WDR in Germany, Radioarte Mobile in Italy, Hipersônica in Brazil, Resonance FM in England and various outlets in the US. His visual work has been exhibited at the Yerevan Center for Contemporary Art, the Torrance Art Museum, Pomona College Museum of Art, Barnsdall Art Park, High Energy Constructs and the Overca$h Gallery.  He has given lectures at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Los Angeles ("Picturing Language"), CalArts ("Writing for Video Performance") and Hofer's Studio Roof ("I'm Turning Sideways In This Crowded Train So You Can More Easily Pass Me By"). His current projects include a graphic novel made of photographs and narration called 260 Aquariums and a series of stress balls in the shape of desktop computers painted with text and installed and photographed in domestic interiors.  

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"Mingus a Mongus" by Donna Pecore

12/31/2012

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Music spins faster than my head. A riff of bebop Spanish caravan danc’n in da streets ta da Afra-Rican inspired Beat. A voice breaks celebrating da goddess of Green suffocation. Keyboard play a flat tone death ta invisible asphyxiation. Turns da need of green ta Blue. Ah this lady does not sing da blues. Unnecessary, what is needed comes ta me through da staccato of life. Da horn flutters amidst da scattered drum beats and bass strings me along in an all consuming stomp. Happy floats across da room.  Flute thrills like spring birds after da rain that brought da worm out upon da sidewalk. Birds yell at me with awks when I disturb their feast. I say excuse me bro bird, I did not mean ta interrupt your fine repast. The worm wiggled gratefully into da turf. Smooth moves, anxiety on da side high point blowing that horn. Float away on a cascade of emotion. Niagara clashes Roller coaster dips white water rafting over the notes in da shallows. Dragon flies hover serene as they inch forward quietly. Camouflaged army crawls—soon to become Vermillion. Sounds clash discord. Unidentifiable body Floats in strange waters—a mother’s loss. She sits a matriarch. Elegant and angry at what she can’t change. The music screams her pain. Spanish Madonna crucifies me alive with her eyes. I offer only love. Distant as Death, my other chile, burnt offerings. Sidewalk worms smashed. NO starlings’ thrills. Hollow wood spell hypnotized Waterfall drop da barrel opens. Not a root beer float. Champagne Bubbles of air bounce ta the swing of Lawrence Welk’s wand. Tiny Bubbles Bursting under pressure. Heart expands beyond capacity overload. Did u hear da bullet’s whiz before it struck da wall inches away, my manager asked? The bass strings twang. While watching the disposal process, I took one bullet at a time, dropping them in between the grates. Another twang. The hate gun powder packed. No one in the city should own a gun. No da children don’t know. English stiff upper lip is much like Mexican Madonna, separated by velvet ropes. How do I get to da other side? But da grass is brown from lack of rain. No, covered with cicadas. The Birds sing da song of joy, an ocean of sound intoxifies and like a red and white bobber attached to da fishing line, da worm a lure strung on da hook. I break da water, gasp air. Grasp it’s all clear. Da struggle is just an exercise. Sometimes ya just want ta lay back, move with da groove, swim da lazy river, then but then, ya want ta take da deck of cards and toss‘m in da air like confetti. Watching da hearts spin, da diamonds dance, da spades dig da groove sound, da aces hit a home run And it’s all over. You are out. Not much different then da worm smashed on da side walk. Don’t worry your cicadic cycle will return ta feed da Birds until ya find ya way.

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"tonight at noon (mingus in tompkins square park / a free fugs concert -- 1960's)" by Steve Dalachinsky

8/18/2012

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you said you weren't you
    that day
you stood behind me
   in the crowded
park
  a big man with a camera
          around your neck
                hands nearly smothering it

i turned
   looked into your eyes
        & asked
  "aren't you charles mingus"
               you turned your head slightly to the left
                       looked off into the distance
                            said very softly in that slightly husky voice
                                      "i'm not charles mingus today. i'm
a photographer."         
                                      
                     i turned back toward the stage.
                     waited for the music to begin.  

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"Charles Mingus at 90" Table of Contents

8/18/2012

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Events & Other Public Presentations
Mingus Awareness Project Concert
in Berwyn, IL (5/17/2012)
Mingus Awareness Project Concert
in Richmond, VA (7/20/2012)
Mingus Project in Nogales, AZ -- Charles Mingus Hometown Music Festival & the New Charles Mingus Memorial Site


Multidisciplinary
Adaptation of "The Weary Blues" (collaboration between Langston Hughes and Charles Mingus) presented by Washington Musica Viva

Visual Art & Graphic Design
After Mingus' "Better Get Hit in Your Soul
by Deborah Meadows
Mingus Awareness Project painting
by Alpha Bruton
Mingus Awareness Project poster images
by Josh Josue


Writings
Myself When I Am Real: The Life and Music of Charles Mingus (excerpt) by Gene Santoro
"portrait" by Steven Schroeder
"tonight at noon (#mingus in tompkins
square park / a free #fugs #concert -- 1960's)"
by Steve Dalachinsky 
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"portrait" by Steven Schroeder

7/29/2012

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I am going to give you a new melodic conception on a tune you are familiar with...
I still recall this quaint melody as I thrill, painting my own pictures in tones...
                                                                                                   -- Charles Mingus

1

sky is radiant with diffuse blue light
red unspoken flavors blue
so pale it's almost white

yellow three times twice red blue pure light
two times yellow blue red blue red blue
sky is radiant with diffuse blue light.

you can smell the incense of it sweet
snow cold on tongue-tip blue
so pale it's almost white

dawn's pale sunset's amber light
still at the heart of it blue
sky is radiant with diffuse blue light

blue blue blue mountain red twice yellow red white
tongue-tip sweet cold snow blue
so pale it's almost white

and you can smell the incense of it sweet
snow cold on tongue-tip blue
sky is radiant with diffuse blue light
so pale it's almost white

2

it seems to me it should come
upset the world with some complex thing
from the composed heart it should come it should come

if we created some
complex out of our heads thing
it seems to me it should come

from the heart like some
old familiar song we'd sing
from the composed heart it should come it should come

a complete idea a sum
less than the whole thing
it seems to me it should come

greater than the parts some
greater than the heart-on-the-sleeve feeling
from the composed heart it should come, it should come

let my children hear music, some
familiar complex new we will sing
it seems to me it should come
from the composed heart it should come, it should come 

below: audio from Steven Schroeder & Dan Godston performing "portait," during a poetry reading at the Sulzer Library in Chicago (7/28/2012) 
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Mingus Awareness Project Concert in Richmond

6/2/2012

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Mingus Awareness Project concert

Friday, July 20 (9 p.m.)

The Camel
1621 W. Broad St.
Richmond, VA 23220 

Click here for more!
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poster image by Josh Josue
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The Mingus Project in Nogales, AZ -- Charles Mingus Hometown Music Festival & the New Charles Mingus Memorial Site

5/6/2012

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The Mingus Project in Nogales, AZ presents the annual Charles Mingus Hometown Music Festival, jazz education opportunities, and other initiatives. The Mingus Project is working with the City of Nogales to create the Charles Mingus Memorial Site, which will open in April 2013. 

Pictured on the right -- 
* Signs for the Charles Mingus Memorial Site
* Sy Johnson (arranger who worked with Charles Mingus), photographed during the Charles Mingus Hometown Music Festival in April 2012. 
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Except from "Myself When I Am Real: The Life and Music of Charles Mingus" by Gene Santoro

5/1/2012

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Here is an excerpt from the Introduction of Myself When I Am Real: The Life and Music of Charles Mingus by Gene Santoro -- 
Celia Mingus-Zaentz, second wife: From the time he picked up an instrument, he got into the band, and then the high school band, and then he went on the road. And that’s how a real artist is: artists think by going on with their life and their work. They’re driven. They couldn’t imagine anything else. 1

Judy Starkey Mingus McGrath, third wife: It was so important to him to have his music heard, to be taken seriously. And that piece “Half Mast Inhibition”--when you really listen to it and realize it was this young black kid in Watts hearing these things and composing this music, it has to blow you away.

Susan Graham Ungaro Mingus, fourth wife: He felt that he was a vessel for music that came from somewhere else. He always took credit for his bass playing and virtuosity, but he always said the melody comes from God. He said the music was waiting for him on the piano keys.

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     Charles Mingus Jr. struck everyone he met hard, whether it was for the first time or the thousandth. Insisting he was five-foot-ten, though he was at least an inch shorter, rolling back and forth between 180 and 250 pounds, and packing the coiled intensity of a rattler about to spring, Mingus projected even bigger. He engulfed people, things, conversations, ideas. People describe him like he was ready for an NFL front line.

     Driven, indeed. As a young man, he practiced his bass for hours a day to master his chosen craft, taping his strongest fingers to force the weakest to get stronger, more agile, more useful. For the rest of his 56 years, he pounded the piano for hours a day, at home, in studios, other people’s homes, hotels, wherever he happened to be, pouring out the music endlessly cycling inside his restless imagination, to release as many of the angels circling him and demons haunting him that day as he could.

     Real and projected, Mingus’s guiding spirits drove him to produce one of the most far-reaching bodies of music of the postwar era. In the course of his decades of creating and reworking it, its raw materials came from pop and blues and European, African, Indian, and Hispanic sounds. He fed it all through a jazz-shaped sensibility that put a premium on the hard-learned art of improvisation—the art of expressing yourself on the spur of the moment.

     His ongoing conversation with the world around him—Mingus music—embraces a panorama of human feeling from yearning romanticism to bitter irony, all drawn from the never-extinguished interior dialog among Mingus’s various selves. For Mingus his art was his life, translated, and his focus on it was possessed, Dionysiac, total. It shouldn’t be a surprise that he then demanded extraordinary commitment to that art from its performers and audiences alike. Nor that he demanded drama, even if it was only melodrama, on a monumental scale in the world around him, to keep his attention, to keep him at the center of attention, to offer reassurance, to infuriate him—above all, to inspire him to transmute those raw materials into more of the timeless cultural dialog we call art.

     For he saw his life--and his music reflected this--as a now-simmering, now-roiling drama of wildly mixed ingredients that only he could reconcile. And because his consuming curiosity about anything and everything guaranteed that his life was very much a part of his times, his music and his writings and his performances speak of how one gifted man saw America, the planet, the universe, and even the mind of God during his time here.

Introduction Notes
1 All quotes are taken from the author’s interviews, unless otherwise noted.


This excerpt from Myself When I Am Real has been reprinted with permission from the author. (C) 2000 Gene Santoro All rights reserved. ISBN: 0-19-509733-5 
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Mingus Awareness Project poster images designed by Josh Josue

4/28/2012

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Josh Josue has designed nine Mingus Awareness Project poster images for MAP concerts that have happened in Chicago and Richmond since 2007. Here they are! 
MAP concert at the HotHouse
on May 23, 2007 --
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MAP concert at the Camel
on October 21, 2007
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MAP concert at the Velvet Lounge
on May 7, 2008 -- 
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MAP concert at Gallery 5
on October 26, 2008 --
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MAP concert at the Hideout
on May 7, 2009 --
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MAP concert at the Jazz Showcase
on June 23, 2010 --
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MAP concert at Rhythm Hall
on October 24, 2010 --

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MAP concert at Martyrs'
on June 15, 2011 --

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poster image for the MAP concert

at Fitzgerald's on May 17, 2012

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After Mingus' "Better Get Hit in Your Soul" -- lithographs by Deborah Meadows

4/26/2012

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Deborah Meadows created a series of four lithographs entitled After Mingus' "Better Get Hit in Your Soul." The four lithographs are non-representative writing in response, or written along with Mingus' masterpiece "Better Git it In your Soul." They are each 8x11 and were printed as a collaboration of poet Deborah Meadows and the late master printmaker Patrick Merrill. A "stacked" set of these pages form the cover art of Meadows' recent collection of poetry, Saccade Patterns.
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    Charles
    Mingus
    at 90


    The great jazz artist Charles Mingus would have been 90 this year. Throughout 2012 the Borderbend Arts Collective is presenting programs that celebrate Mingus' life and work. Charles Mingus at 90 is a multidisciplinary celebration -- with music, visual art, writing, and other art forms. Borderbend has opened a call for contributions; click here to find out more.   

    Click here to read the Charles Mingus at 90 table of contents (so far). 




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    Steve Dalachinsky
    Yvonne Ervin
    Dan Godston
    Deborah Meadows
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