sidebrow

cecil taylor trio @ the bluenote 7/19/05

set1




precious 27 sic; the portholes


moontowel


led


attraction of f(r)ingers


speedoling downlid


some o’ the best beebop piana i ever heard


chance is a bag fell outo the bag


the disc


unspun & wandered


blue folk left


1st the ones with little kids


expensive family outing


out being as far out as sitting in a room


with an U.F.O. can


get


just fell outto the mo(u) o ebabs


like toothes with working titles etched invisibly


inta ’em


only abbreviated maybe to untake plaque


for the best charge a minimumsword


help yerself to the fries & wise-ums


spotlit(s)


& clean too


insensitive dewguns


sumtime


regraph the caterpultin


& in this case only a maestro can claim


the bottom 1/2


ich du 5 iced dinhair muminim &


sleeved short cooled down aftereves


only a pracker knowd the grail


only a SAGA-d shooed the shoit


grapple onta livin


garpple inta notes.....




set 2




the vagueries of time


who knew who lived where were


always goes back to 1890s


sheriff street


a tenement w/out shame


this is less than before one could imagine


where is the past now


where is the past now if not


in the head?


or in some book


or map


all museums


all warehouses


whorehouses


windows of rearrangement


this is a story you can tell again &


again


the same way


only different everytime


the grey area of time where “once” is what it’s about


once i had this white cat


once i had this black dog


erratum continuous tom-tom z-rap


a message of of linels & sinews


any news


with even a touch of a touched up photograph/still


who was/who is


there to the end of christiandom


3 views from the same square


sphere is yes about a continuous line of blowing


rounds


or is it precise corners saught


atemplated shot


as if charted further


here you are slowing down to a star


you’ll never catch down to


can we embark in a trump-o-tazzle


or even invectors complete the whole deck


by throwing it over ?


the monkey who owned the property’s always


the one who flies


& it happens alot between gaps in the mind


& happens it seems around centuries turn.