At lunch today, I was listening to the late saxophonist Warne Marsh and then the late saxophonist Illinois Jacquet. Compared to the more relentless music I often listen to, it was good to hear the soft and fast music of the former and the surprisingly smooth tones of the latter. Little did I know I was going to draw from such serenity later.
This evening, I was driving as usual on 101, in this case, in Redwood City. First up was Signal by Brian Eno in a so-so remix. Then, it was Aphex Twin's Rhubarb. Finally, as I pulled into the exit lane and began to slow down due to heavy traffic, it was the noise of two cars smashing as I got rear-ended by the guy behind me. As he tried to swerve onto the shoulder, his car made a glancing blow on mine, launching me back into the on-going traffic lane. I somehow managed to change my trajectory back out of traffic without spinning or flipping or colliding with all those other cars, making it safely to the shoulder. Yikes.
The CHP guy bent my car back into shape so I could drive home, although I wonder if the lasting result will be to develop a psychological aversion to the music of Aphex Twin. Dunno but Jacquet's Robbin's Nest (Alternate Take) sounds particularly soothing again tonight.
From a 1994 NY Times concert review:
The concert opened with Mr. Jacquet and his band gliding effortlessly into some of its best material. Mr. Jacquet's band recalls the Count Basie orchestra of the 1950's, glossy and smooth and the perfect cushion for Mr. Jacquet's hard sound. He and the band performed an early hit of his, "Robbins' Nest," taking the tempo at a restrained pace that suggested power held in reserve.