freeform goodness

Not really. That’s what I dreamed last night, though. I was in a friend’s house (I can’t remember whose), in their living room. I can’t recall what I was doing there, though I recall feeling as though I should probably be leaving as quickly as possible. They had one of those old-fashioned standup wooden hi-fi’s, with the built-in speakers and the turntable down inside of the cabinet under a lid (all of you under 30 may continue to look at me, blankly.) Coming from this thing was the most incredible music. There was a beautiful melody, played on saxophones and strings. Behind it was fast, busy, and incredibly intricate drumming, and a deep, rounded bassline chugging along at half the tempo of the drums. In other words, a pretty close match to the music generally known as drum & bass. It was obvious, though, that this was a very old recording — it had that warm patina of clicky fuzz you hear from old records, and when I opened the lid I saw that the recording was in fact an old 10-inch vinyl record. The label said that the song was called “Oleystrina”, and the performers were the Inger Wendt Orchestra. There was a 1952 copyright date. At this point, I realized that I was dreaming (yeah, I’m one of those freak lucid dreamers, at least when I eat ice cream right before bed) and realized that I had to make myself remember as many of the details as possible so that I could let everyone know that drum & bass was invented in 1952. In Sweden. By jazzbos. (Of course, my sleepy mind was fogged enough to realize that I was dreaming, but not coherent enough to put together that, duh, this is a dream, silly.)

:: Dave Walker 09:50 (EST/EDT) [+] ::

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