Sunday Music

Sunday Music

I learned some things in this week. For example that this Apple company is one of the largest taxpayers one can find in the world – at least according to the actual leader of the cult chairman. Who was “grilled” at a hearing, as some pretty delusional headlines put it – in fact it was a nice chat between old friends, colleagues and cronies. Towards the end of the afternoon tea the model taxpayer said that the thirty-something billions his company has stored in Ireland are not to be brought to the homeland, because of – you guessed it – too high tax rate.
The American dream at work. The rest may shut up and has not to complain about collapsing bridges.
Another thing I learned is that McDoof is something like the green-grocer down the corner – at least according to the head honcho’s point of view: At the annual stockholder’s meeting he declared that McDoof is not selling junk food. But milk, salat and apples. He did not mention what percentage of the volume of sales is made with that stuff, maybe they can not quantify it.
There is nothing to wonder about this in a world that calls going to a bloody war “starting a peace mission” or firing people “decruit” (freisetzen in German, a real perfidious formulation). The rest of the news was filled with vomit inducing violence and stupidity that allow no comment.

This Sunday Music features the great Michel PETRUCCIANI (1962-1999) (Ger., Eng., obit.); together with Anthony JACKSON (bass) (Ger., Eng.) and Steve GADD (drums) (Ger., Eng.) they perform So What by Miles DAVIES (Ger., Eng.) – hope you enjoy it!

For some real jazzy versions of Lover come back to me (last week’s Sunday Music in the version by R. TAUBER) visit Savannah’s blog, always a good place to be.




9 thoughts on “Sunday Music

  1. re corporate/political double-talk…

    “When I use a word,” Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone, “it means just what I choose it to mean—neither more nor less.”

    Through The Looking-Glass
    Lewis Carroll

  2. Fits like a glove, LX! As I said at Leah’s, I am not familiar with Humpty Dumpty, I have to read Lewis Carroll now.
    Is it Siebenschläfer-day already? It’s a day determinating the weather. If so we will have a terrible summer ahead: It’s raining all day and not higher than 6° C, 43° F says the calculator. I am wrapped in a rug here at the end of MAY!

  3. P.S.

    A friend of mine, that I have known since I was fourteen was a few cars back from the bridge collapse in Washington state. I guess it is good she is no longer a vegetarian and wanted to stop for a hamburger. How ironic! I live some 20 miles from the bridge in question. You can’t go anywhere in Washington without crossing at least one bridge to get there.

  4. Music fits well with our weather: kinda rainy, kinda cold (6C this morning). Feels more like the end of October. In French, it’s the third of the month that determines the weather for the rest of the month. “Le trois fait le mois” (litterally: the third makes the month). I hope we have a nice day on June 3rd. 🙂

    Great video where we can clearly see how Petrucciani manage to fully control the piano in spite of his limitations.

  5. Thank you for showing me this film Melanie – Struensee, what a poor sod, he was “gevierteilt” afterwards, they hacked him to pieces. Yeah 18th century, time of enlightenment, my ar**. It’s an ongoing struggle.
    Good that your friend stopped for a burger (was it a McD by chance?) – and I hope that the other bridges in your area are sound and safe! There must be a regular check or something?

    The man suffered from the Glasknochenkrankheit, what means that his bones broke like nothing; his fingers seemingly not, JON.

  6. We still swear by the bridges that the Brits left us– yes, sixty plus years after they left. But then we have institutionalized corruption. Out breaking news about fixing and gambling in the much loved, much followed IPL matches. No sharam, these haraamkhor!

  7. Oh – the bridges built here in the last third of the last century (concrete constructions) – they are crumbling and need replacement. Those built before WWII or older stay intact!
    I learn that there is a team called Mumbai Indians – your favorites, Austere? I think I know the meaning of your last sentence, even when I do not know the words 🙂

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