Showing posts with label Alexander Luria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alexander Luria. Show all posts

Thursday, March 20, 2008

A True Legend





This is the LIVING LEGEND JARBARI TO BE FEATURED SOON AT WALKER'S FINE FOODS 4104 FANNIN @ CLEBURNE.
KEEP YOUR EARS PEALED FOR jAZZ AND sPOKEN wORD. He is the Grand Daddy . Look out Seven. Now you will be able to put yourself in check.
(Nelson Mills iii, Doctor Lex Valk, Robert Saunders in background. Photo @ Smitty's 3/08 a peters md)

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Favorite things at FAVORITE PLACES,

I played with an individual that taught me a lesson . Never think you know someone until the pay comes. I played with him all night at the request of the owner due to his poor performance showing out and he could not even spot me a 20. This is typical of those with poor home training . He did not even say thank you!


Those having played and fans



What you hear on the player is what you can hear live @Walker's
4104 San Jacinto @ Cleburne

Live @ Walker's Saturday and Night





If you have been missing this I feel sorry for you. The smoked meats including chicken can last in these LAST DAYS. These people will treat you like family! There are more things to make you happy than...... There is a good salad to make you happy too, and soon to be released .... Gumbo!
4104 FANNIN AT CLEBURNE

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Political much too political

Even if I was crazy enough to think it, my belief system would not allow me to continue to absorb the belief and have faith in mixing politics with religion. Neither is of any permanent good for the people. The following is the reason why I lie. My web position was compromised because of my gullability and stupidity. I am recovered but not cured of my obsessions.

I apologize for being a W-Chaser, and in doing so making some politicians, pfreakers(different from preachers of the Word of God) professors and prostitutes angry. In my selfishness I have offended Jezebel after trying to hook up with her. My worldly pursuits have become scandalous

If the shoe fits then....... I will try to do better to not seek any of the aforementioned. I will pray to stay away. I will ask to become more spiritual by not seeking the attention of any of the above. I will remember that the battle is not mine but the Lord's, while I first read His book, seek to serve others who are obsessed pray and submit to His will in a daily attempt to not take in any mind altering substance or experience. This will enhance my right brain creativity as I will to remove self/sin and replace it with Spirit. With the Spirit comes love for me , my fellows and fellas and last but NOt Least the Lord God Almighty. It is only in relationship to and with Him that my 'ligion is not lost and I can do anything. (Chapter 15 John. Abide in me and I in you. Without me you can do nothing)

Monday, March 3, 2008

ONE OF THE BETTER Vocalists at Smitty's

Live at Smitty's. This is the difference of Night and Day

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Pass the gumbo please




We just need to donate to the study of music a dollar for everyone that smiled because of Calvin Owens music or Gumbo!

We love ya Calvin. I miss you already!

Saturday, March 1, 2008

The start of all is capital

In a book on capital a gentleman talks about historical perspective. Wow, if only we had it from the beginning! Let us pray for our president in these last days that he negotiate what is good for the country and not what is good for the profits of oil barons. If this keeps up the price of everything will be likened unto a fire sale, or a slave auction, the very rich and the very poor, crying for sustenance.

A fundraiser to raise money for homegoing service: Mother of Rickey Ford

For Mrs Earnestine Jenkins his mother: Rickey in Action
In celebration of those Selfless Ancestors

A Fund Raiser at the King's place King LEO of course

A History in America of Original Man

Andre vocals Wayne on Keys and Miss Dee on bass


In the process of writing songs that touched the emotions of we who were in a community striving to make it, the Motown Sound involved lyrics that sometimes could be construed as reflecting the voice of God towards we the church. In particular a jilted groom who is seeking the return of His bride to be.

Baby Love
My baby Love
I miss you
Oh how I miss you love

Or as we all remember the "Get Ready" album with the Temps Getting Ready. They were getting their hair straight as I recall as imitators, not of sound but of appearence being told how to imitate in order to become more marketable. I believe only Otis remained natural on the cover.

Yet we imitate still to this day in order to become more marketable. Instead of being sensitive to His will we make sure to please our little group regardlesss what it is for man's approval. It is a fact of life until the CHANGE happens and we begin to "get ready" for Him and His return. When He returns my prayer is to not be involved with my hair (smile).

Friday, February 29, 2008

A Program to commemorate original Man,

Biblical Hat wearers in Church
Mr and Mrs. Dr. Collins
Mrs. Shanklin


Kyle Turner Terry Thomas, Darrel Lavigne Sylvestor Leblanc

Various and Sundry





OK you win this time, but the battle still is the Lord having been fought in the Heavenlies

OK you win. I realize this whole thing is a figament of my imagination. Any problems that I have are of my own making but meantime........let me try to be a part of the solution instead of the problem................ What I consider a higher cortical function of man may be just a figament of my imagination and that of the French, and Japanese and......

While my enemy would like for me to think of it as monkey music I know better. In these last days of squandered resources we shall see what survives the fire of the enemy and that of the Almighty. Put on your helmet, shield, shoes, belt, breastplate and grab your sword. Its about ready to get hot up in here. We need to pray!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Legends: Video of the boss. OOH what a night!

Incidently the whole thing was filmed and digitally recorded by a Mr. Owens. This little low tech thing I am doing is just my small contribution to the big picture of the scene which soon will be called the scene and the sound that is it . Rename time. Sight, Seen and sound! PLEASE PRESS PAUSE TO RIGHT ( " )

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Life imitating art. No catatonic state on the pew. No these are active priests of the MOST HIGH. We are the enemy of evil on this earth, by praising++

This occurred to me. Tell me what you think. If there is such a thing as " life imitating art" this is it. Life being the actualization of spiritual things, death being the actualization of fleshy-carnal things that we sometimes and at various and sundry times given deceptive information about. This misinformation usually has to do with the consistency of presenting sensuality as having exclusivity as to the experience of "having fun". Aint that a XIOW*&^#)L . Sometimes our leaders even lead us astray in order to maintain a cause-effect, co-dependence post "mess-up" after our inevitable mess up.

All of those in the drawn picture (2 below) have been acting out in life what the picture is depicting since the picture was drawn by the artist over 20 years ago. Namely an actualization of life through the art of music that is played for the sake of performance only. As did the court have musicians that played for royalty in Europe and the East, there was music played to engage the mind requiring a concentration on volume , note and pitch. There was music to dance that got people beheaded. Then there was music to dance to.

The music that we call Jazz has been involved in a myopic mindset with repect to the public since about the 50's. Only for a brief period during the Charlie Parker era did we have a music that we could just listen to without dancing like Beethoven's 5th or a Mozart Fugue.

Yet jazz to listen to has survived. This is in spite of a mulititude of challenges by GOD'S GRACE My belief is that jazz represents a fortaste ot heavenly praise. Praise is during a time of wilderness and when we have our needs met there is little praise. When we are in need or in grief we were and still do praise Him in one form or another. I can say this because of the knowing of both having a confession of belief in the death for sins and belief in His resurection, and a subsequent chatisement with the subsequent praise that follows

His Grace is sufficient always and is realized by an individual every now and then who suffers in spite of the injustices they suffer. Our PAIN MANAGEMENT as jazz musicians toward ourselves, ends up utilizing the tools of the music instead messing with other things that are externalized. That is if we are "allowed to play". If not there is an internal struggle worthy of the strongest's 4th step. Only 3-4 % can survive their genius being maniculed, hogtied and muzzled. Thus is the story of oppression in any historical context.

Yet in allowing the ox to perform, the genius is manifested as a result of the spiritual hunger which is desirous of expression. This expression ends up being out through the soul to a kinesiologic connection to the instrument or voice.

If muzzled then frustrated genius results, and herein lays the paradoxical problem. (The "dream deferred"). Due to our invention being labled as of the devil its cost not demand was driven way down. In addition its development has involved addictions. It is not that there is an obligatory involvement of drugs, they end up being an initial cheap (later expensive) substitution for the God inhabiting praise experience with alcohol being the chief drug. It is sort of like Saul trying to give an offering before Samuel was there in the Old Testament. The ubiquitous nature of drugs as part of the hidden of those supervising and implementing the War on Drugs, provides them in order to pimp every bit of juice out of our communities in these last days.

Our wives and husbands as unevenly yoked laugh at our offerings of praise to our God and mock them, while even destoying CDs and stealing the means of production. We are "allowed" to pray and praise with practice at our homes while practicing out our behavior before we enter the world and its system. Stanley Turrentine was told to " Go get a job at the Post Office!"
Are we impervious to falls, pain, scrapes, temptations to covet, mental illness, and evil that is in the quagmire of this world? What do you think? You do the math.

The one thing I know should happen is for the Physician to heal himself of SELF. Music makes this paradigm of praise possible and for the prophet to be potentially made powerless through this praise. A rest on the musical page is analogous and homonymously typical of this power manifestaion. No note played just a rest. Have you entered His rest lately? We need to accept a submission.

There were gentlemen who although they are not living are still praising as aforementioned within the picture below. If they were living they would be praising on the earth . Not getting too deep, but all of the people except for two are alive, (the two = Clarence "Grissle" Holiman and Herman Hawkins) . We continue to do what they are doing on the picture by God's grace. All of those alive are performing for the Lord whenever possible but occasionally we share the music with the people who appreciate it sooooo much especially at some venues. The access to ther ability to praise Him is purely by God's grace also.

It is a God thing when we praise in public. The people in the audience let you know it immediately with smiles, and loving embraces that are the love in action. I promise you, if you like some did not get it in your church that week(love that is), there is a balm in Gilead. This may be why there is a necessity to prostitute the music with alcohol sales, with few exceptions as in Da Camera. The people will seek it no matter what.

I do not want to appear sacriligeous or suggest that you go to a venue to hear music to be healed, but it does happen without anything external from time time WHEREVER AND WHENEVER AND WHOEVER HE DECIDES IT SHOULD HAPPEN TO AND FOR. It just happened to have occurred at a VENUE on 2-18-08 for me. You will know when you go back , that something was missing or out of sorts. I have had this healing in church also. The call to make the healing pay off with service should be called out at the venue and the church.

I wish there was a way we could get Rev. Carl Adams (trumpet) to come out. Given the proper venue, he will. (no Alcohol sales) This is how serious it can get! We do feel that we are afforded an opportunity to express praise occasionally in certain places other than the church. We should and we will.
In praising Jesus, He is present and I know somewhere in my being that God is pleased with our sacrifice of praise of "speaking in tongues" while the audience interprets the tongue spoken by the speaker who (unlike Dixieland) speaks through his or her solo by voice or instrument.
To reiterate, my belief is that those that have moved on, have moved IN to that place called Heaven and are praising the Savour all the day long. One day we shall behold Him!
It will be a praise thing .

SUMMARY : My prayer is that you find a place in your house to kneel and pray and say "God grant me the serenity to accept anything I can not change, the courage to change the things that I can and the wisdom to know the difference. Then just praise Him with song ,speaking in tongues, and/or just clapping. Put your favorite jazz cut on and sing a psalm to it. Or better yet
take the Tracks of My Tears and change the words to be Gospel. Please excuse the mispels .
someone else needs the computer.

Thank you!

Monday, February 18, 2008

Rhonnie Wynn, Carl Adams, Alonzo Peters MD, Ralph Gill


Drum to Horn Line

Tallest Man


Pick used to make it happen on the scene. He loved jazz. We could expect to hear momma give us the plan of salvation. But this is the start of an ideal that kids like jazz too!
They are part of the history of jazz and we can count on them repeating the truth!

Place man and daughter where it all developed for our school of learning


This is where it happened. This is the man that made it happen. This is his daughter.

Robert Trice my first and BEST manager


He was like the big brother we never had. He gave us the first hope outside of the house that as little Ghetto Black Boys we were somebody. This happened with both the Mathew Dickey Boys Club and as manager for the Paramount Review.
It is because of his investment in us that I later reproduced this both in Columbia Mo. at Douglas Elementary and Houston on 2916 Blodgett, instrument lessons and band instruction for no money. It is his model and my Father's that I immulated prior to coming to Houston and up to 1984 or so in spite of my illness.