Rearranging The Pieces

John Coltrane: On Green Dolphin Street

John Coltrane/Johnny Hartman: My One And Only Love


Somewhere along the line
Coltrane's soprano sax
runs out of steam.
Now it's McCoy Tyner's
piano solo I hear,
the left hand carving out
a repetitious rhythm
and the right layering on
thick, forbidding chords.
Like some mythic scene,
the music portrays somebody's
--a nameless, faceless somebody's--
dim past, all the details
laid out as clearly as
entrails being dragged
out of the darkness.
Or at least that's how it sounds to me.
The patient, repeating music ever so slowly breaks apart the real, rearranging the pieces. It has a hypnotic, menacing smell,
just like the forest.
--Haruki Murakami
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a North Rim trio from the Ruuscal Collection