cast a spell on me
"He was like Miles Davis," Friedman recalls, "in that he'd make comments when you were soloing: 'Yeah.' 'C'mon, do something else --- you played that!' He would motivate and encourage you during a solo. At heart, he was an improviser."
He began by writing that after listening to Beethoven's Ninth Symophony, sonatas, and string quartet pieces, he "started to wonder if music is really relevant to people or if it just supports a fashionable movement." Current music was, to him, "no communication, just part-playing --- read the [Billboard] charts and fit in." Tim sounded as if he were scolding both the nation and the audience when he wrote, "I think of our culture like I think of bacteria. Rock'n'roll keeps the traffic moving to an adolescent pulse ... Man's music --- his bout with the gods --- has nothing to do with the latest crimes. It's too personal to isolate, too intimate to forget, and too spiritual to sell."
Still, Baker recalls incurring Tim's wrath once, when he broke into a steady, standard drum beat at a gig. Tim's orders to Baker were simple and direct: "Don't ever repeat yourself."
The only problem was Tim's voice: One of his high notes was so loud that he literally blew out several microphones. "I've never seen it happen with anybody before or since," says Agol.
He began by writing that after listening to Beethoven's Ninth Symophony, sonatas, and string quartet pieces, he "started to wonder if music is really relevant to people or if it just supports a fashionable movement." Current music was, to him, "no communication, just part-playing --- read the [Billboard] charts and fit in." Tim sounded as if he were scolding both the nation and the audience when he wrote, "I think of our culture like I think of bacteria. Rock'n'roll keeps the traffic moving to an adolescent pulse ... Man's music --- his bout with the gods --- has nothing to do with the latest crimes. It's too personal to isolate, too intimate to forget, and too spiritual to sell."
Still, Baker recalls incurring Tim's wrath once, when he broke into a steady, standard drum beat at a gig. Tim's orders to Baker were simple and direct: "Don't ever repeat yourself."
The only problem was Tim's voice: One of his high notes was so loud that he literally blew out several microphones. "I've never seen it happen with anybody before or since," says Agol.