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Miles Davis Sketches of Spain

It is likely that if we want to learn jazz, you should not start by listening it or it or it, otherwise you risk quickly sicken of it altogether. I myself am a complete novice in this field. I know skin prick structures, and probably better. Jazz, I just recently put me there and I do not know how to speak properly; I'm naked, so to speak (as usually late evening). But then I came across something that speaks to me, and should talk to any person equipped with ears (I include even the fans of Jason Mraz and James Blunt, that's how I faith in human beings) and that allows me to open so beautifully our first foray into the subject: "Sketches of Spain" by Miles Davis. Already the title "Sketches of Spain". It's more poetic than "go shit in your vomit "For sure.

Besides being considered one of the most accessible albums of the master, saying that if is that it's really beautiful? The disc begins directly with the main dish, a replay of the hyper-dramatic Aranjuez Concerto , any restraint of violent and painful to the unease. I'm listening to now, fucking shit is something. Follows the lazy " Will of the wisp " If slow, so heavy, so sad looks like another. For "The Pan Piper ," the truth my brother looks like some phantasmagoric procession macabre, the truth! The rest is not quite in the future but still excellent. One thinks of Ravel
(especially on "Will of the wisp" and swirling pattern), inevitably: should say that the classic themes rather Hispanic are not really known legions, the Bolero , and Asturias of Albeniz (for fans of the Doors, that's where Krieger has drawn the intro to "English Caravan") and I believe that that's all. So yes you will think of Ravel, Morricone ... these climates there. Climates in which power is hugely evocative arrangements of Gil Evans.

But we also hear and especially what makes the originality of Miles Davis, this darkness that is pliable enough to contact her multiply the possibilities of listening. This ambiguity insinuating his music, some see it as an expression of "grief distilled" (Nick Kent), hear me well up above a diffuse threat, or a heavy regret, or a metaphysical evil, at least some something something impossibly overwhelming. There is always a moment where the music drifting toward something else, there's always something that derailed the brothel (and at 4: 45 during the concerto, the trumpet, muted so far, just pierce the relative calm that preceded and began to agonize). It will be understood, we do not listen "Sketches of Pain" in his pullover Ricoré morning.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'll recluse for 72 hours to pass me this album repeatedly.

Vianney G.

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How do I know - How do you know - James L. Brooks

How do I know? How do I know what fascinates us in this film? How much is the cinema, or our tendency to love the stories, which urges us to appreciate this movie?
Formally, nothing, light syrup, libidinous music never ceasing to rub his hairy legs clad buttocks of emotions that the scenario already outlined clearly avalanche of big plans and grimaces signifying little ugliness scattered here and there that are like the mouth of a river where they would fly the musty relics of a civilization. Because this film seems to be abandoned. A palace (the scenario luxurious, precise, rich, superb) that staging would have deserted, but where would drag a few players not sure that the camera rotates (Jack Nicholson in the first place, sometimes brilliant, but almost by accident, sometimes completely off the plate) - with the exception of Owen Wilson and Kathryn Hahn, who benefit from the desertion of the film by the director to impose their rule-out standard.

question that does not change the film but we can afford to put as the answer seems loaded with meaning:
why coach Reese Witherspoon Is not openly lesbian? Answer
loaded with meaning: because
the film is for everyone.
vicious Question:
what "everyone"? Answer given by
disgusting movie: a bunch of idiots
subject to television conventions in search of intelligent entertainment but normative. If
Reese Witherspoon embodies a sport is because it has a perfect knowledge and mastery of his facial muscles, it contracts or expands independently of each other so as to always put up a mask that fool most cantankerous any form of understanding will decipher and connect to major axes of the story is told him.
Where we talk about classic Hollywood (Lubitsch, Leo Mac Carey, Billy Wilder are the names mentioned about how to know), I see only one frame television cadaveric matched the best episodes of Sex and the City . Which speaks discreet, me see instead a big machine making a grueling meaning already given - to redouble machine therefore.

Nevertheless, yes, it's a nice story, with which one can dream. A woman must choose. One man or another. The first man is a child who chooses grow. The second is a son who is one of love and go after this love. The woman is a big girl who seems to have become great by itself and suddenly realizes, after a professional disappointment, shreds of his remaining child, the adult mask begins to crumble.
film placed under the figure of the double: Paul Rudd is too similar to Reese Witherspoon that he likes the first time (he cracks his jumping to the figure in the first appointment), Owen Wilson does the same job it but has nothing to do with it (and its difference excites absolutely, she wants to change his life, and mind, and so to speak). At the bedside
Kathryn Hahn who has just given birth, her friend asks her to marry. Paul Rudd was supposed to film. But he has not pressed the right button. Be repeated. Repeat each phrase, helped by those who were present in the room, to find the groove of the emotion that was born. And reiterated this request in marriage is no longer an isolated story, but spreads in the mouths of those who attempt to reconstruct (Paul Rudd and Reese Witherspoon, so). Finally double perspective: Reese Witherspoon, whose marriage proposal scene in Walk the line with Joaquin Phoenix made us shed a few tears, reflected by a spectator of such a scene.
Beautiful as the world turns in unison with the feelings and lives of heroes: it is a porter shooter string, or a bus that comes too quickly and then agrees to stop longer than expected to leave the story of two people take a different turn, everyone gets started, everyone celebrates this comedy that gradually takes just as important as lightness.