I’ve had Gary Burton in my jazz collection for decades but didn’t discover he was gay until recently – he’d officially come out in 1994! Not that his music itself says ‘I’m queer’ – the way pop can but to have a major jazz icon out is pretty amazing.
the empty frame
In my collection I have Country Roads/ Turn of the Century/ Crystal Silence/ Reunion/ Matchbook and probably more as he played as sideman with other icons: Keith Jarrett, Chick Corea, Ralph Towner (& many, many others.) Jarrett & Corea being two of my favourites – both of whom I also had the hots for.
after taste of the Danforth
In the late 60’s he was promoted as rock star – the lps have tripy lettering, he appears in leather fringe jackets – the group does covers of Bob Dylan etc. This is when he caught my ear. A fusion pioneer but much closer to traditional jazz than, say, the Mahavishnu Orchestra.
He’s recorded some stunning work with Chick Corea and also Ralph Towner – chamber jazz of great calmness, sweetness and spiritual longing that I’d recommend to anyone. Crystal Silence with Corea is an amazing lp, as is Matchbook with Towner.
Jazz isn’t noted for being overly phobic but the rep of most major players is very hetero. Burton has written about his closeted years, the fears of what being out might do to his career. So he waited until he was firmly intrenched before being public. Another story of how the closet effected creativity. Another musical figure who might have provided me a role model when I had none.
Not that his reputation needs a boost, but I’d love to hear him work some of modern out pop groups like The Irrepessibles or even an icon like Elton John.
Unrelated Kitchen Scenes
‘Dad that has been there since we moved in five years ago.’
Jim looked down at his father. His father was down on one knee rubbing a small black streak in the tile of the kitchen floor.
‘Then it’s time to start cleaning up around here.’ His Dad’s face gleamed red with the exertion of bending over. ‘Never could …’
‘It’s no use.’ Jim resisted the urge to haul his Dad to his feet. ‘We’ve tired everything. Next step is to replace the tile.’
Steadying himself on the counter top Jim’s Dad pushed himself up right. ‘You got some varisol?’
‘Tried that Dad. Please. just go in the living room and …’
‘What about that Dim Sum stuff on TV. Cleans anything.’
‘Have you cleaned behind your ears?’ Jim knew the only way to get around this was a joke.
‘What …’ his Dad half reached behind his ear and stopped. A grin broke out. ‘Sorry. I guess I want everything to go well. You know how your mother is about stuff being just right.’
‘Dad I know how you are about it and that is more that enough.’
‘Nice job. So far.’
‘We’ve been doing what we can.’
‘Too bad about …’
‘It takes time. You should know that by now Dad. Besides there’s no rush to make this a perfect house.’
‘I suppose it is.’
‘After that space-saver kitchen I’ve been using for the past seven years this is like moving into an stadium’ Pam took a few steps from the fridge to the sink. ‘There’s actual distance between things. Before I could turn around from the fridge and be right at the sink. Now movement. Now steps.’
‘Yes. think of the weight you’ll lose with all that moving around.’
Tim pushed the chair over to the counter. He climbed up & could reach the cabinet over the sink.
‘Just what are you up to young man?’
‘Nothing,’ he turned to face his mother and as he did he slipped off the chair to land with hard bump on the floor.
‘How many times do I have to tell you to keep out of trouble.’
‘I wasn’t getting into trouble I was just getting a glass of water.’ He stood up rubbing his bum.
6 cups Royal Cremeshire w/ matching saucers. Hand painted in the Sandy Rose pattern number 145. Small crack on one saucer otherwise in good to excellent condition.
9 soup bowls Royal Cremeshire. Hand painted in the Sandy Rose pattern number 145. Chipping around rim of one with signs of use in all. in fair to good condition.
11 dinner plates Royal Cremeshire. Hand painted in the Sandy Rose pattern number 145. Two with major cracks, one repaired badly, one broken in half. Remaining in excellent condition
5 Egg Coddlers Royal Darby. Hand painted in the Broken Wing pattern number 158. Sterling silver screw tops. All need washing, caked with egg & stained with milk and pepper. As is poor condition.
14 Elephant base salad bowls Royal Darby. Hand painted in the Cranky Bride pattern number 973. Found stacked under sink. Some water damage in top bowl. Large oversized nearly 15 Inches across. Red stains on rim of bottom bowl.
3 sugar bowls Royal Dalton w/ matching tongs. Hand painted in the Bitter Lemon pattern number 432. Covered in ants, some with jam instead of sugar and one with no bottom. Bitter Lemon is the rarest of the patters having been produced only in 1856.
‘Burger. Fries.’ Slurred the drive-through speaker.
‘Repeat please.’ Britt leaned closer to hear more clearly.
‘Burger. Fries.’ she called back for confirmation.
‘No! Burger. Fries. Jesus …’
Britt turned to call the order to the kitchen behind her. The thick steam of onion washed over her and she felt queasy. It’s just a job she reminded herself.
‘Britt can you give Ranji a hand with the Big’Uns. He’s getting behind.’ the supervisor snapped at her.
‘Yes sir.’ She hated going into the muggy stainless steel kitchen. After fifty years of marriage and four kids she felt she’d had enough of cooking yet here she was still slogging still.
Last year’s queer music blogs:
June 2 Billy Strayhorn http://wp.me/p1RtxU-L0
June 9 ‘Hangin’ On The Telephone’ http://wp.me/p1RtxU-Ll
June 16 Tea Room Tramps http://wp.me/p1RtxU-Mg
June 23 Ned Rorem http://wp.me/p1RtxU-Mx
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