tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post7998416518210154528..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: William P. Gottlieb: A Rainy Night on 52nd Street (The Golden Age of Jazz)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-47821700553558116792012-02-08T12:31:46.656-08:002012-02-08T12:31:46.656-08:00Thank you, Tom. A perfect choice!Thank you, Tom. A perfect choice!Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16419101761966668410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-80713155492869469982012-02-08T06:43:25.501-08:002012-02-08T06:43:25.501-08:00Julia,
Well, for starters, that third photo begin...Julia,<br /><br />Well, for starters, that third photo begins to sing, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6hjTDnRVeM&feature=related" rel="nofollow">here</a>...TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-26115589181353998882012-02-08T02:28:33.374-08:002012-02-08T02:28:33.374-08:00Loved them, Tom!
Now I'll put some of their r...Loved them, Tom! <br />Now I'll put some of their records, it's a perfect music for a rainy day like ours here. (Thanks for the idea)Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16419101761966668410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-55545217962858466542012-02-07T11:20:51.636-08:002012-02-07T11:20:51.636-08:00For what it's worth (quite a bit, I'd say)...For what it's worth (quite a bit, I'd say), jazz was George Seferis' favorite kind of music.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-83949918020589566152012-02-07T10:32:30.203-08:002012-02-07T10:32:30.203-08:00Tom,
What great photos -- humbling. One wants to...Tom,<br /><br />What great photos -- humbling. One wants to hear them all again, and again -- a rainy night here last night too!<br /><br />2.7<br /><br />light coming into clouds above shadowed<br />ridge, rain drop falling on brick plane<br />in foreground, wave sounding in channel<br /><br /> man walking on road did not,<br /> inserted in landscape<br /><br /> something may mean “the act,”<br /> happens, verbal sense<br /><br />grey line of light in cloud on horizon,<br />shadowed green pine on tip of sandspitSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-23963737394378947332012-02-07T08:09:18.017-08:002012-02-07T08:09:18.017-08:00Curtis,
Bill Gottlieb, hero to all who treasured...Curtis, <br /><br />Bill Gottlieb, hero to all who treasured Down Beat back in the day, and greatest of all the jazz photographers. A rare empathy. How else, otherwise, come so close, with such respect, nay call it reverence?<br /><br />Downtown, by the way, is a black-and-blue word around here of late.<br /><br />All I ever manage to "meet downtown-ish" any more, it seems, is the pavement. Which keeps arriving early. Ow. However, it rained all night here, and possibly in consequence I was assailed by a rare attack of good sense. And did not stray from my cell.<br /><br /><br />Kent,<br /><br />Many thanks, likewise furreal.<br /><br />Oh, Fan Poems. The mention summons a little known fact, extracted from the back of the mental sock-drawer. <br /><br />The guy who published the book was a real genius... at scrimping on costs. He actually managed to have my cover artwork photographed through (i.e. while still inside) the cellophane wrapping that had been intended merely to protect the image. When the cover therefore (not surprisingly) came out somewhat indistinct, he got the printer to refund the costs. To him. And elected NOT to use the refund to have the cover done-over properly.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-22560811625547789562012-02-07T06:44:18.053-08:002012-02-07T06:44:18.053-08:00Tom,
A signed print of the Bird & Miles shot ...Tom,<br /><br />A signed print of the Bird & Miles shot (a birthday gift from my dear wife) greets all who enter the side entrance to our home. <br /><br />My original copy of FAN POEMS rests atop a short stack of cherished books on the chest of drawers just below our heroes.<br /><br />For real, as they say.kenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12448791356455016794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-73457384608806120112012-02-07T05:13:22.992-08:002012-02-07T05:13:22.992-08:00It's wonderful to look at these. All that rem...It's wonderful to look at these. All that remains (apart from the ghosts, these photos and some recordings) is an anemic sign on the corner of W. 52nd and 6th (on the corner where the CBS Building stands, but CBS no longer really resides) reading "Swing Street." Antisepticized as it is, the downtown sign near CBGB reading "Joey Ramone Place" (NYC's most stolen street sign) still summons more of a connection between words and place. Sad. This is a beautiful grouping, which reminds me of Caroline's stories about her father's collection of black & white big band photos, which apparently meant the world to him. I'd be seeing Swing Street today, but my lunch companion insists we meet "downtown-ish." CurtisACravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00315707533118640284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-62477120426537877212012-02-07T04:45:22.813-08:002012-02-07T04:45:22.813-08:00William P. Gottlieb (1917-2006), photographer of t...<a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9C0DEEDC123FF936A15757C0A9609C8B63&sec=&spon=&pagewanted=all" rel="nofollow">William P. Gottlieb (1917-2006), photographer of the Golden Age of Jazz: NYT obit</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com