[Clerk]: Hey Jonatan, ki jan nou ede soti moun ki ap eseye fè don lajan?
[Fagan]: Hein? Ki jan nou ede moun ki ap eseye fè don lajan? Um, gen yon bokal andedan aktyèlman. Yeah, oswa si li pi fasil ou ka ale nan vandè a. Yeah, pa gen okenn, sa a, se amann. Yeah, se konsa gen nan yon bokal, gen nan yon bokal pou don lajan kach andedan.
[Clerk]: Oh, oke, mèsi.
[Fagan]: Yeah. Nou pral pwobableman gen yon lòt senk minit oswa konsa. Ou te gen yon ti kras nan tan. Èske ou vle yon ti goute, papa? Ki sa nou genyen pou ti goute? Pretzels, bato, pòpkòn.
[SPEAKER_02]: Se konsa, si nou gen fè li.
[Clerk]: Timoun yo fre pann soti sou ranp lan la. Mwen ranmase.
[SPEAKER_02]: Li sanble tankou tout bagay la amann jiskaske li kòmanse. Se tankou lè w ap jwe bagay kout ak krich la pa te moute kan ankò, pa te jete anyen ankò. Premye nòt la, tout pouvwa ale deyò. Gwoup la balanse tèlman difisil, li pèdi tout konsè a. Konfiti a te twò lis, se konsa yo te ale pèsonèl ankò.
[SPEAKER_05]: Blue se klib la djaz.
[SPEAKER_02]: Lè mwen te kòmanse premye, mwen itilize yo ka resevwa jèl.
[SPEAKER_06]: Isit la, isit la. Ou peze yon koulè, ou konnen. Se tankou, menm yon konpoziteur ka fè li.
[SPEAKER_02]: Onètman, wi, tankou MIC a, li nan kalite tankou, li nan amann, paske li nan tankou apeprè ki kote, nan ant kle yo ak tanbou yo. Nan fen jounen an, tankou mwen te di, tankou, bagay la son, plis son konsè.
[Carter]: Bonswa, dam ak Mesye. Non mwen se Terry Cotter. Mwen jere sèvis ansyen isit la nan West Medford Community Center a. Mwen menm tou mwen powèt laureate nan Medford, Massachusetts. Mwen pa pral antre nan istwa a tout antye paske nou pral pale ankò lè nou vini yo jwe, men mwen vle entwodui ou nan yon zanmi m 'yo, yon lespri fanmi, yon nèg ki nan kapasite mizik mwen apresye anpil ak yon moun ki gen, ou konnen, kalite anseye m 'kèk bagay sou ki jan nou ka kolabore ak kolabore epi pou yo jwenn ansanm ak fè bagay ki gen sans san yo pa gade nan chak lòt mefyans oswa tankou si nou gen motif aryèr oswa Nenpòt bagay tankou sa. Se konsa, konvokatè a, youn nan konvokatè orijinal yo nan Medford Jazz Festival la, E nou ap òganize li pou premye fwa deyò. Zanmi mwen, Jonathan Fagan.
[Ruseau]: Mèsi anpil, Terry.
[Fagan]: Li toujou yon eksplozyon jwenn prezante pa yon loreya powèt. Mwen pa konnen ki jan anpil nan ou te gen eksperyans sa a. Petèt pa anpil. Men, anyways, wi. Non mwen se Jonathan Fagan. Mwen se pwodiktè a nan Medford Jazz Festival la, ki te aktyèlman te ale sou pou kèk tan. Mwen blag ak zanmi m 'ke li te kòmanse nan londromat Pyè Cobb a sou kat ane de sa. Li te yon kote yo rele Laboratwa Vout Lave. Li nan sou Boston Avenue nan Medford. Sa ki te premye kolaborasyon mwen ak, isit la, kite m 'jis, Jwenn sa a soti nan wout la. Medford Arts Council, ak Lè sa a, ki nan vire mennen nou kolabore ak Arts vivan Fondasyon, ki moun ki nan youn nan patwone prensipal nou an ane sa a. Nou te lanse yon paj Patreon twa zan de sa, ak nan kou, nou te planifye sou fè premye festival la nan 2020, men byen, 2020 te yon ane enteresan pou plizyè rezon. Se konsa, nou difuze tout bagay la soti nan Bopstop Studios tou pre Medford Centre. Mèsi anpil pou George Tresk ak tout moun teknoloji nou yo ki te ede nou ak sa, ki gen ladan Natan Montgomery, ki moun ki nan Kouri kamera aswè a. Wi, tanpri. Se konsa, sa a se, ou konnen, sa a ki te ale sou pou kèk tan, men li la konsa enteresan finalman gen yon evènman ap viv la. Se konsa, mwen vrèman apresye tout nan ou vini ak braving tan an frèt nan, ou konnen, jis reyèlman gen yon odyans ap viv aswè a. Ak mèsi tou bay moun ki sou kouran an, ki te mete ansanm san gad dèyè pa medya kominote Medford sou la ak Kevin Harrington. Oh, li nan oke. Mèsi tou pou papa mwen Avi Fagan pou bay son an. Mwen te jwe li t'ap jwe ak moun pi bonè jodi a ke mwen kalite pote l 'soti nan pou pran retrèt isit la. Yeah. Ki, sa a, se plis la ki gen papa ou gen yon enjenyè son, se ou kapab, wi, ou gen zam la sekrè. Reyèlman. Se konsa, yon koup la lòt moun remèsye. Natirèlman, Terry Carter, pou mete ansanm patenarya sa a ak West Medford Community Center a. Li te etonan jis gen sipò li nan bèl anpil chak moman sa a. Ak Direktè Egzekitif la, Lisa, ki moun mwen kwè yo pral ... O, li nan kouri a. Oke. Okipe moun. Direktè Egzekitif. E finalman nan patwone nou yo tèt yo. Kòmanse avèk moun ki nan abònman Patreon nou an ki peye yon koup dola chak mwa epi yo reyèlman ede ranmase lajan pou evènman tankou sa a ak tou sesyon konfiti chak mwa nou yo ki nou te fè byen kèk nan aktyèlman sou ane ki sot pase a. Nou te genyen ant senk ak sis sou ane ki sot pase a. Li se yon gwo opòtinite pou yon anpil nan elèv granmoun pou li ale nan jwe ak pwofesyonèl ak pou mizisyen lokal yo rezo. Gen anpil talan isit la nan zòn nan Medford. Li toujou etone m 'chak mwa yon sèl ke nou fè li ak yon moun montre leve, li gwo jwè yo. Mèsi tou pou Arts vivan Fondasyon an, ki se kouri pa Mae Marbeck. ki te bay byen yon ti jan ede fè sa a posib epi elaji sa a nan yon festival de jou, nan Medford Arts Council la pou sipò kontinyèl yo, nan kachèt, ki se yon òganizasyon reyèlman bèl bagay isit la nan Medford ki konekte yon anpil nan moun atistik youn ak lòt, ak nan Mystic River basen vèsan Asosyasyon an, ki reyèlman te demisyone nan ak tou te fè sa a posib. Se konsa, mwen espere ke mwen pa bliye okenn moun. Mwen pa panse mwen ye. Nou te gen yon anpil nan sipò ane sa a, ki se etonan. Denye, jis yon koup bagay kenbe. Twalèt yo andedan, evidamman, ansanm ak yon don. Yon bokal don si ou santi ou deplase pa sa ou wè ak tande jodi a. Tanpri konsidere bay nou. Vrèman tout bagay gen pwoblèm. Mwen konnen li se yon kliche, men yon dola koup nan yon moman se ki jan nou te vinn kote nou ye. Gen CD pou vann ak liv pou vann andedan pa tou de Terry ak I. Epi gen ti goute ki disponib pou achte pou jis yon koup dola chak. Apre sa, mwen kwè pral gen kèk chokola cho ak kafe yo deyò pita. Se konsa, san yo pa plis tarde, mwen pral prezante premye gwoup sa a, ki se aktyèlman yon ansanbl nan elèv granmoun ke mwen te gen plezi nan travay ak sou ane ki sot pase yo koup sou nan Morningside Music Studio nan Arlington, rele sa a Beacon Blue Jazz Quintet la . Se konsa, poukisa ou pa nèg vini sou moute ak nou pral jwenn te kòmanse. Youn, de, youn, de, twa, kat.
[Ruseau]: fè
[Fagan]: Oh, gwo. La nou ale. Mèsi anpil. Sa ki te yon konpozisyon Grant Green rele inondasyon nan Franklin Park. Kite m 'jis pran yon dezyèm prezante gwoup sa a. Se konsa, nou gen Jeff Hopwood sou klewon an sou la. Steven Weber sou saksofòn lan. David Sands sou bas la. Bill Kuklinski sou gita. Ak Mike Chen se tout wout la sou la, kache yon ti kras pa limyè yo, men kenbe li desann sou tanbou. Apre sa, mwen toujou Jonatan Fagan, epi mwen jwe pyano. Nou pral fè youn nan bagay mwen pi renmen fè kòm tou de yon edikatè ak jis kòm yon mizisyen tout-alantou se gen elèv mwen ekri bagay sa yo. Apre sa, mwen santi mwen tankou jwè klewon nou an, Jeff, te definitivman pran moute defi sa a nan yon nivo diferan ane sa a. Se konsa, li rele sa a yon sèl yon sèl blues byè. Paske jan li te eksplike li pou mwen, lè ou gen yon sèl byè, ou pa santi w tèlman gwo. Li nan sèlman lè ou jwenn sot pase yo ki pwen ke bagay yo gen tandans amelyore. Èske se yon reprandr kòrèk? Ok, wi, gen nou ale. Se konsa, sa a se la, mwen vle di, byen, nou pral wè ki kote li ale. Petèt li pral evolye nan teritwa de-byè, men nou pral wè. Se konsa, yon sèl-byè blues yo, isit la nou ale.
[Ruseau]: Youn, de, youn, de, twa, kat. Mm hmm.
[Fagan]: Tout dwa, yon sèl byè blues yo pa Jeff Hopwood. Nou pral jwe youn nan mwen kounye a. Lè mwen kapab, mwen renmen bay gwoup mwen an kèk nan konpozisyon mwen jis yo reflechi sou. Se yon sèl sa a yo rele Dreamcatcher la. Li te ekri dwa apre, byen, yon koup jou apre mwen te wè Kenny Garrett. Li se yon gwo jwè saksofòn Alto ki enspire m 'nan yon kantite fason. Se konsa, li gen kèk sijesyon nan Kenny Garrett nan li, men pwobableman yon kantite lòt bagay, tou.
[Ruseau]: Mizik ap jwe
[Fagan]: Tout dwa, nou pral fè, byen, tout nan Melody yo ke nou ve yo te ap travay sou dènyèman yo totalman diferan nan kèk fason. Kòm yon kesyon de reyalite, wi. Kòm yon kesyon de reyalite, wi. Sa a pwochen youn aktyèlman te pote nan pa jwè gita nou an, Bill Kuklinski.
[Ruseau]: Ou te la tou.
[Fagan]: Mwen te la tou. Se vre. Mwen te pral di, Bill ak mwen yon koup la ane de sa te ale nan youn nan estidyo mizik Morningside Fondamantalman Tours mizik ak nou te fini nan Venice ak yon vocalist etonan yo te rele Sheila lòt bò larivyè Jouden men sou wout la nou menm tou nou te rankontre yon jwè bas yo te rele Alvise Seiji ki te ekri melodi sa a ak Oke, Bill te youn nan ki toujou te gen mizik la, yon jan kanmenm. Paske li te renmen chan an, epi li sonje kenbe bagay sa yo sou, tankou m ', pafwa. Se konsa, nou pral jwe li pou ou. Yon sèl sa a yo rele koulè Afriken yo. Lè sa a, apre sa, nou pral fè yon Hoagy Carmichael balad, ki se youn nan favorites mwen. Sa a te rele tou pre ou.
[Ruseau]: fè Se konsa,
[Fagan]: Tout dwa ke yon sèl ankò chin an tap David Sands sou bas la. Epi tou, mwen devine, Jeff Hopwood sou klewon an ak melodi a. Ki sa ki èk la? Mwen pral jis prezante tout gwoup la yon lòt fwa ankò. Yo se gwo. Non, vrèman, sa a se yon rekò nan semèn mwen chak fwa nou jwenn ansanm. Bill Kuklinski sou gita an, ankò. Ak Mike Channis sou tanbou yo. Nou pral fè yon sèl plis melodi pou ou. Yon sèl sa a te sijere pa jwè bas nou an, men kèk nan ou ka rekonèt li kòm byen. Sa a se yon konpozisyon Miles Davis yo rele mache. Lè sa a, apre sa, tanpri bwa alantou tande pwojè a alye. Chofe andedan si ou gen. Rimè a ale ke gen nan chokola cho ak kafe e petèt kèk lòt bagay nan la, ki gen ladan liv ak CD. Ploge pèsonèl sinik la. Yeah, tanpri konsidere, ankò, si ou renmen sa ou tande, tanpri konsidere rantre nan paj Patreon nou an oswa bay nan Medford Jazz Festival la, ki se sou Venmo, epi tou nou aksepte don lajan kach. Tout dwa, se konsa isit la nou ale. Nou pral wè ki jan vit nou ka jwe sa a, yo bay ki jan frèt men nou yo nan moman sa a an patikilye.
[Ruseau]: Pou
[Fagan]: Tout dwa, ankò, di ou mèsi anpil. Beacon Blue Jazz Quintet la. Prezante Stephen Webber, Jeff Hopwood, David Sands, Phil Clinton. Poukisa mwen jis reyalize sa a nan fen a trè, trè? Gran, tout dwa. Mizisyen ka sèlman konte jiska kat, sa a, se di a. Se konsa, anyways, tanpri bwa alantou, chofe, jwenn yon ti goute, eksplore anndan an nan Iconiţă West Bedford Community Center a, yo epi yo dwe tounen nan apeprè 10 a 15 minit pou pwojè a Ally.
[Ruseau]: Ou konnen, se mwen paske mwen pa janm fè sa. Mwen te swiv enstriksyon yo. Ou te fè. Ou te di m 'ak mwen toujou pa t' reponn. Bon pou wè ou. Kontan ou te fè li.
[o9F0qYH9Geo_SPEAKER_05]: Trè bon. Ale andedan epi pou yo jwenn yon ti chalè.
[Cruz]: Ki jan ou fè?
[Ruseau]: Ou nèg vle ale andedan epi pou yo jwenn cho pou kèk minit?
[SPEAKER_05]: Mèsi.
[Clerk]: Hey, hey.
[SPEAKER_05]: Hey, hey, youn, de, de. Se konsa, ou se papa Jonatan a? Se mwen menm, wi. Wow. Ou sanble tankou ou se pi gran frè l 'oswa yon bagay. Kontinye. Hey, hey, youn, de, de. Mwen 70, se konsa mwen devine mwen te kapab papa ou. Si ou pa ap resevwa peye, w ap pran retrèt ou.
[Clerk]: Hey, hey, youn, de, de, de, de, de.
[Ruseau]: Mèsi. Sou chan sa a, mwen pa fè anpil. Mwen jis kalite jete li deyò. Koman ou ye timoun? Oh, li nan yon kat sovaj, dwa?
[SPEAKER_03]: Mwen finalman te vin achte yon limyè kanpe. Li komik, mwen te jwe ak nèg sa a, jis, ou konnen, tankou mizik popilè, men li te tankou, ou konnen, li nan tout ranje. Se tankou, w ap jwe tankou rim yo, ou konnen? Se tankou, ou pa ka wè okenn nan tablo yo. Se tankou, mwen tankou, oke, mwen dwe finalman jwenn youn nan sa yo. Mwen jere pou fè pou evite li pou sepandan anpil ane mwen te jwe rim.
[Ruseau]: Bèl. Yeah.
[SPEAKER_03]: Te bas mwen te nan pi mal pase sa a.
[SPEAKER_04]: Couture a ap kòmanse louvri yon ti kras Men, do a se jis vini yon ti kras unglued. Epi se tankou, ou konnen, li pa jwenn nenpòt ki vin pi mal, men sa a ki kalite bagay yo te kapab renmen, ou konnen, sid byen vit. Se konsa, mwen ta pito jis jwenn li pran swen nan. Ou konnen, Chans pou mwen sèlman gen yon sèl moso mache dwat. Yeah, nonm.
[SPEAKER_03]: Sa a tankou, sa a, se tankou, wi, sa a, se tankou, ou konnen, li nan move. Li move.
[SPEAKER_04]: Se tankou, se jis tankou, li nan yon mo. Yeah, mwen fouye li.
[SPEAKER_06]: Li sanble, li sanble tankou mwen gade sou isit la ak soti nan li. Limyè yo. Yeah, fre. Yeah.
[Ruseau]: Hi, ou se Linda? Wi. Kisa ki te pase? Mwen bezwen yon kanpe.
[SPEAKER_12]: Mwen te panse nou te nan gwoup la. Sa a se pou kontwole ou. Oh, ok.
[SPEAKER_06]: Se konsa, mwen pral sou bò sa a?
[SPEAKER_12]: Mwen devine sa.
[SPEAKER_04]: Ok.
[SPEAKER_12]: Èske ou gen yon lòt kanpe pou mwen?
[SPEAKER_04]: Kite m 'tcheke ak Jonatan. Ke yon sèl ta ka disponib. Youn nan chita desann la. Hey, Jonatan.
[Clerk]: Jonatan, Linda bezwen yon kanpe mizik.
[Fagan]: Yon lòt kanpe mizik? Yeah. Yeah, nou te resevwa yon sèl sa a sou isit la.
[Ruseau]: Sa pafè. Fè li.
[Fagan]: Fè li. Fè li. Yeah, yo ta dwe sèlman bezwen youn.
[SPEAKER_07]: Se konsa, mwen panse ke sa a bon.
[SPEAKER_06]: Mwen konnen li pa yon bon. Li se yon ti kras pi fò. Li se yon ti kras pi fò. Yon sèl plis monitè? Yeah. Mwen toujou renmen, si ou pral priye, pou priye. Sa a dwat, mwen bliye ke youn. Eseye sa. Dwa, dwa, dwa.
[Ruseau]: Sa bon, bèl.
[SPEAKER_06]: Hey Tyler, vin isit la.
[Ruseau]: Kòm ou ka tande, Terry ak tout, ou vle gade nan Terry ak ou?
[SPEAKER_07]: Mwen ta dwe kapab tande l 'bò kote m', dwa?
[SPEAKER_06]: Non, li ap pale ak Lè sa a, mwen jis chante avè l '. Yeah, nou nan menm tan an. Yeah, yon background ti kras. Nou pral chante yon liy kèk ansanm. Yeah, li pral yon Ambians.
[o9F0qYH9Geo_SPEAKER_05]: Yeah. Yeah.
[Carter]: Se konsa, nou pral pote ou moute nan repete, oke? Oke, ak Lè sa a, nou pral fè yon koup lòt moso, ak Lè sa a, nou pral moute nan eritaj, oke? Lè sa a, nan direksyon do a. Oke, ou te resevwa li tout? Oke, oke, byen ou kapab.
[SPEAKER_03]: Yeah, mwen finalman te resevwa li, nonm. Yeah, mwen te resevwa li jis nan mwa sa a. Bon ale? Mwen kalkile. Yeah, li nan tout bon. Mwen fason devan ou.
[SPEAKER_06]: Se konsa, Natan, jis tout m 'tout nwit la la.
[Cruz]: Ou te resevwa li? Pafè. Mwen te resevwa afiche li sou Instagram. Yeah, mwen pral rale nan sou men dwat ou.
[Ruseau]: Mwen te pentire apatman mwen an tout jounen an, nonm.
[SPEAKER_04]: Men mwen se tankou ... Mwen pa t 'reyalize ki jan fatige men m' te kranp moute pi bonè.
[o9F0qYH9Geo_SPEAKER_05]: Nou pap pwoteje li ankò.
[Ruseau]: Sa a ki jan ou konnen entansyon an fini. Ou pa vle manke sa a.
[o9F0qYH9Geo_SPEAKER_05]: Konsa
[Carter]: Mèsi pou pandye nan avèk nou. Nou tounen isit la ap eseye pale sou ke yo te yon ti jan frwa, men li la frèt. Mwen vle di, li frèt. Men, li te yon nwit cho, ak Beacon Blues Band la te reyèl bèl. Yo te fè nou te kòmanse byen, e nou vrèman apresye sa. Mwen vle jis sonje remèsye patwone nou yon lòt fwa ankò. Lame a ak founisè a nan sa a pidevan bèl, West Medford Sant Kominote a enkòpore, lakay mwen. Mwen menm mwen te vle remèsye Arts vivan Medford Fondasyon an, Mystic River Watershed Association a, Cache Medford Arts Council, ak yon espesyal mèsi a Kevin Harrington, Soti nan Metòd Medya Kominote ak Kyle Douglas ki moun ki isit la ap travay ak Kat Darnell ki tout te vin sou asire w ke nou te ka fè yon kouran ap viv ak yon YouTube. Se konsa, pou moun nan nou ki yo deyò ap gade sa a sou òdinatè ou, laptops ou, televizyon ou sou 3 oswa 47, nou apresye, nou apresye ou ke yo te avèk nou. Kòm Jonatan te di pi bonè, Medford Jazz Festival tou te gen yon kont Patreon, kidonk si ou vle kontribye nan Patreon, nou gen enfòmasyon sou sa andedan. Lè nou fini, Jonatan ak mwen tou de gen kèk pwodwi, menm jan yo rele li, nan komès la. Li gen kèk CD. Mwen gen kèk nan senkyèm liv mwen an. Mwen ap travay sou sizyèm mwen an kounye a. Jonatan ak mwen fondamantalman te rankontre nan entèseksyon djaz ak jistis sosyal. Se konsa, sa a ki sa nou rele sa a mizik. Mizik se, nan yon gwo limit, ki entèseksyon kote djaz, ki te toujou yon bagay pwogresis nan Etazini yo, satisfè jistis sosyal, ki se reyèlman vin yon Yon bagay tout lòt peyi sou ankò. Se konsa, nou kontan yo dwe travay ansanm nan okenn sikonstans, men nou panse ke li nesesè pou nou travay ansanm nan sikonstans sa yo an patikilye. Se konsa, pa definisyon l ', li nan akò mwen an, sa a se pwojè a alye. Apre sa, mwen vle prezante jwè yo. Plis pase isit la sou pyèj yo, sou tanbou yo, John Dalton. Ak Jan an te resevwa tankou sis, sèt gwoup diferan ke li te jwe ak, dwa? Li te gen yon gwo, gwo gwoup yo rele esfè enfliyans. Esfè enfliyans, oke? S-P-H-E-R-E-S, esfè enfliyans. Apre sa, yo fè kèk reyèl, reyèl bon bagay abitan nan zòn. Nou te resevwa nonm mwen Greg Turow sou sa mwen rele gwo sexy a, oke? Ki kanpe bas ak figi a sabliye. Li reyèl fre. Lè sa a, zanmi m ', ak reyèlman Jonatan jwenn mwen. Mwen panse ke li te wè yon bagay ke mwen te fè petèt nan Martin Luther King. Èske li te Martin Luther King Day? Apre sa, li t'ap chache m 'soti, epi nou jis te kòmanse pale sou ki jan nou te kapab ankò entegre tèm sa a nan djaz, l' tankou yon mizisyen, yon konpozitè, yon aranjè, yon pwofesè, yon nonm nan anpil talan, ak mwen kòm yon powèt enb. Epi anvan ou konnen li, bagay sa a jis te kòmanse evolye. Se konsa, yon ti kras plis pase yon mwa de sa, Nou te nan estidyo a anrejistre premye CD nou an. E nou te pote ansanm gwoup sa a, men tou, yon fanm trè talan, ki moun ki ou pral tande kèk nan yon ti kras pita. Non li se Linda. Rele dam li Morose. Apre sa, mwen jwenn li. Baze sou yon lòt zanmi ki se tou yon mizisyen ak yon powèt yo te rele Max Heinig. Ak Max anseye nan Medford High School ak li te youn nan elèv li yo ak lè li te anrejistre CD ki sot pase l 'yo, ki mwen aktyèlman kontribye yon chan nan, Linda te chantè l' yo. Apre sa, mwen tande l 'nan Medford Bibliyotèk Piblik la ak mwen te fè. Mwen te konplètman fè. Mwen te di, ou konnen, lè Jonatan ak mwen te pale, nou te di, byen, ou konnen, petèt nou te ka jwenn yon chantè yo ajoute kèk kouch, yon ti kras nan subtext nan bagay sa a. Apre sa, mwen te di, mwen te resevwa jis moun nan. Pakonsekan, Linda pral chante avèk nou nan yon ti tan. Se konsa, nou pral jwenn li. Premye pyès sa a reyèlman defini relasyon kominote sa a, West Medford, ak pi gwo Medford. Epi li se yon relasyon istorik men yon ti jan fragmenté. Epi ankò, li te kòmanse Pwobableman 15, 20 ane apre Gè Sivil la, e li te evolye nan yon trè diferan West Medford pase West Medford la ke mwen te grandi ak, men sa a yon lòt istwa pou yon lòt powèm. Se pyès sa a yo rele anboche pa Mystic la. Yo te bay pèp mwen an plenn yo, epi yo pa anpil nan li. Jis yon lari kèk segondè bò larivyè Lefrat la. Banks vire yon je avèg dèyè liy wouj yo, epi li pa t 'sou lajan an. Klas te yon fòs irézistibl. Ras te yon objè immobilier. Petèt li pa t 'yon règ ekri, men jan blan te konnen zouti legal la kenbe nou nan plas nou nan espas sa a Mystic Valley, kote esklav ak wonm ak bato te bati kèk vila, te fè kèk milyonè, ak kache kèk lajan fin vye granmoun. Se konsa, li te difisil pa mistik la nou te ale. Muddy ak yon ti jan vire desann. Sèl plas kote yon moun ta ka mawon nan ansyen vil sa a Konte Middlesex. Men, nou te rele li. Nou te deklare li. Nou te fè li pwòp nou yo. Menm nan chalè ete a lè Shores yo te tiyo ak tè a te ran ak pouri anba tè a nan alchemy akwatik, nou te youn ak gwo larivyè Lefrat la. Nou swiv koule li yo nan lak yo ak plaj la Sandy. Menm jan ak pwòp rivaj Jordan nou an, nou te batize epi nou beni frè ak sè nou yo nan Kris la. Nou kenbe ti pwason yo ale ak pen nou yo ak te vin foul moun yo sasosyan ki Seyè Jezi nou an manje, anboche pa misyon an. Nou te vin kominote. Nou te kòmande inite. Nou anbrase vilaj la ak leve soti vivan timoun nou yo nan fason yo ta dwe ale. Kòm gwo larivyè Lefrat la ebbs ak ap koule, mare a pral vire ak fòtin nou an ap grandi. Yon kèk plis lari vin lakay nou. Kay sou Sharon rantre nan Kin sou Jerome. Soti nan Duggar Park nan tren yo ray tren, jan yo te ateri fè plis plas pou moun nwa. Liy koulè a rache yon ti jan. Legliz ak lekòl ak sant chita. Ville a vin kè a nan li, difisil pa rivaj la Mystic. Koulye a, te vè k'ap manje kadav la siman vire, ak jan ki te kite siman te aprann bagay sa yo pa t 'kapab rete menm jan an. Muddy Mystic Pifò jou a se pwòp. Bank yo frèch koupe ak vèt. Ap fè fas yon fwa klerman mawon yo pa yo menm sèlman nan vil la. Lari yo ke yon fwa yo te limit nou yo dwe kounye a anbrase sa ki gentry defini. Kilti kondominyòm, konvenyans chanm, s'étalè inivèsite, aksè, e-graf, aksè, Koulye a, sa yo plenn yo te vin endike nan yon vil tendans epi pafwa ke siksè se pa bèl lè li nan nan depans lan nan fanmi nwa ak mawon ou ak tan. E ankò, gwo larivyè Lefrat la toujou vire ak viraj soti nan kote li kòmanse kote li fini. Sèl plas kote yon moun ta ka mawon nan ansyen vil sa a Konte Middlesex kote nou te rele li epi li te deklare li e li te fè li pwòp. Mèsi. Mèsi. Se konsa, kounye a ke ou gen yon ti jan nan istwa a, Mwen vle pale enstitisyonèlman. Ak nan West Medford, lè mwen te ap grandi, te gen twa, petèt kat enstitisyon ki te reyèlman, reyèlman enpòtan nan nou. Koulye a, w ap chita nan patyo a nan youn nan yo, West Medford Kominote Sant. Sa a se dezyèm bilding lan sou sit la, men òganizasyon sa a ale tounen 1945-ich. Oke, lè yon gwoup moun ki soti nan West Medford detèmine ke yo bezwen yon kote yo dwe yon moun. Se konsa, yo aktyèlman carted moute soti nan Enstalasyon militè tanporè nan Charlestown, sa ki rele yon joupa Quonset, oswa kazèn militè an moso. Yo mennen l 'nan sit sa a, yo vide yon fondasyon, epi yo bati orijinal West Medford Community Center a. Sa a se iterasyon nan dezyèm nan bilding sa a, e konsa sa a se youn nan enstitisyon yo gwo nan West Medford Community Center a, West Medford Kominote. Lòt enstitisyon an te rele Shiloh Baptist Church, epi li nan kwen Holton ak Bower Streets. Li toujou la, li toujou ministè a bezwen yo nan yon kongregasyon majorite Afriken Ameriken an. Lè sa a, enstitisyon an twazyèm pa t 'tankou, pa sa ou panse li ta dwe. Li pa yon lekòl, li pa yon inivèsite, li pa, kite m 'jis li powèm lan. Ti magazen an. Li te yon ti hovel wouj sou Upper Jerome, yon ti jan fatige ak ki graj alantou bor yo. Ak Mesye Henry te sanble tèlman fin vye granmoun nou, menm lè sa a, ak yon anpil nan moustach, enpasyan ak yon ti kras pè. Youn ta sispèk ke li pa t 'menm renmen timoun yo. Men, li reyèlman dwe te renmen nou. Oswa lòt bagay, ki kote tout sirèt peni sa a soti? Li te gen tout nan li. Non, non, oserye. Nou ta jarèt nan la ak yon nickels kèk oswa yon ti ponyen nan peni, tout byen fò ak dezobeyisan. Li ta silans nou moute pandan ke li te fini ak biznis granmoun jan '. Lè sa a, li ta dwe tounen tankou yon nwa Willy Wonka moute nan ki Shack fin vye granmoun. Li ta kanmarad sou sa yo fin vye granmoun kòn linèt ak di nou li pa t 'gen tout jounen an. Lè sa a, li ta kònen louvri youn nan sa yo ti sache papye navèt mawon epi pou yo jwenn nan fars pandan ke nou te oohing ak aahing. Muffin ak muffin. Gade, Mesye Henry te gen tout trete yo. Tout favorites nou yo. 100 gwo bagay dous. Barik byè rasin ak baton pixie. Ekirèy nwa zip ak bannann divize. Green Mint Juleps ak bann bouton. Kòd reglis wouj ak boutèy nips. Li te gen Bazooka Joe jansiv jarèt. Ak yon ti pyès ki rele yon dum-dum. Yaw kasè ak tootsie woulo. Renmen sik pou timoun piti vann. Kolye sirèt yo mete ak goumen, ak sir bouch wouj yo te tankou yon je. Siga jansiv grès ak sigarèt jenn ti kabrit dwa bò kote baton yo kroustiyan. Fireballs cho ak chapo Meksiken yo. Jis bo otantik Percy a. Tout moun nan frape yo ak okenn nan manke yo. Tankou kare Taffy timoun yo ak gato necco. Likè te fè nan Boston ka. Wòch lò, kwokèt nan jansiv nan yon sak. Soti nan frèt janvye a frwa Desanm. Plis kalite sirèt pase mwen ka sonje nan boutik la moulen sou anwo Jerome. Mwen te konnen mwen te ekri powèm sa a. Gade, Mesye Henry te gen tout trete yo, tout nan favorites nou an, yon santèn bagay dous gwo. Se konsa, kounye a mwen gen plezi a distenk nan akeyan nan etap la kolaboratè nou an, zanmi nou an, yon Muse nan kalite, Linda Lady Moreau. Nou pral fè yon melodi fin vye granmoun, yon dekolaj sou yon melodi fin vye granmoun pa Nat Simon, vulgarize pa pyanis la Ahmed Jamal. Melodi sa a te rele Poinciana, ak sa a riff sou Poinciana yo rele Reprise pou Poinciana. Pafè yon fantezi nan nwa ak tan. Ant sal la Savoy ak yon Paris ka-ka. Kalite ble ki pa fè ou desann. Li pito gen ou twirling wonn ak wonn ak wonn. Kalite ble, men se pa reyèlman. Tankou yon konvèsasyon ant kilomèt ak Q nan yon kwen lafimen-plen, jis sa yo de pale sou minwi nan mizik wonn. Miles ak ki kòn mirak, tout gravye-vwa, plen mepri, mande Q, sa ki te fè ou santi ou tankou fè bagay tankou sa? Jazz jwenn jistis nan majeste a nan blues yo. Pran senk pou sezi, epi ou pral konnen ke sa a se vre. Gwo twou san fon ak bon gou tout lòt peyi sou. Medite pasyone nan Pianissimo, kenbe tan estanda. Atitid Duke a Indigo, moun k ap chèche lakansyèl Joe echantiyon an, adorasyon Misty Errol Garner a nan style la nan G. Ou konnen melodi a, chante ou jis pa ka jwenn soti nan tèt ou. Kalite ble, men se pa reyèlman. Jis tankou fanm lan ki gen non ou rele kòm fèy otòn kòmanse tonbe. Oswa petèt tankou ke melodi pa Ahmad Jamal. Po-en-ci-yon-na. Dènye jou nan solèy ak sab ak lanmè. Ou menm ak lanmou ou ak mizik la te fè twa. Yon lyric konsa abitye, yon chante konsa gratis, se konsa dous. Ebony nòt sou yon fèy kòn elefan. Nouvo tach dlo sou chak paj. Yon ti jan nan kè ou nan yon kalòj kristal. Kalite ble, men se pa reyèlman. Ou pral sonje minwi ki pi wonn li. Poesiana, santi bon, rekoleksyon van fre, yon chan reprise.
[SPEAKER_12]: Breeze pandan ete fè m 'santi mwen byen. Oh, nan van yo djaz nan lide m 'yo.
[Carter]: Kilomèt nan keu nan ki kwen lafimen-plen, ap pale de pran yon tren an, pral moute nan Smalls paradi. Sassy a pral fè gaye, ak gwoup Hawk a se nan vil, fè djaz kèk jistis reyèl. Bèl bagay, Majestic, ak kalite ble, men se pa reyèlman. Ou pral sonje minwi ki pi wonn li. Po-en-ci-yon-na. Pungent Rose Petal Pictures, yon chan reprise.
[SPEAKER_12]: Premye fwa mwen te wè figi ou.
[Carter]: Fantasy pèfeksyone nan kakawo ak krèm, nwit Harlem nan yon rèv Moulin Rouge, ki kalite ble ki plen nanm ou, anvayi lespri ou, epi fè ou antye. Poinciana mwen an, mwen pral sonje ou ki pi wonn minwi, fragman frajil nan pwogrè renmen an, kalite ble, men se pa reyèlman. Chante ou, Reprise.
[SPEAKER_12]: ♪ Jiskaske ou tounen vin jwenn mwen ♪ ♪ se sa mwen pral fè ♪ Poinciana, Poinciana mwen.
[Carter]: Linda Morales. John Dalton on the drums. Rafe Toro on the stand up, Jonathan Fagan on the keys, and I'm Terry Cotter. So, Linda, you just know, right? All right. So. I mean, at the intersection of jazz and social justice, there's some real nice music, but there's also some dangerous stuff that's taking place, some dangerous stuff that we have to take into account and play about. So we're gonna play a piece called Microaggressions. You'll never know what this feels like. 24-7, 365, 366 in the leap year, and it's definitely a black thing. Why? I'm so glad you asked. You call the police on us like you're calling a building manager to come unclog your toilet. Why? Because you can. The skin you're in says, I win. We can't ever be too loud. We can't ever be too educated. We can't ever be too proud. We can't ever be too dedicated. Nobody follows you around in Nordstrom just because. Nobody asks you for your ID on campus just because. Nobody sprints and cuffs you without provocation just because, just because of the skin you're in. You can never be too loud. You can never be too educated. You can never be too proud. You can never be too dedicated. We live with this every day. We deal with this every day. We're mindful of this every day. We're stressed by this every day. never walked a mile in my shoes. You can't feel how much these shoes pinch my toes. You can't feel the tightness and discomfort in every step I have to take in a whitewashed world. But why? Why does it take 26 bullets to subdue a black boy with his back turned and no weapon save a cell phone? Why do major corporations like Unilever, H&M, and Heineken perpetuate racial stereotypes with tone-deaf advertising on the regular? Why does the sitting potent think it's okay to call the country where my people came from, home? Why does a black child in grade school get put out of class for the same type of force play, or youthful obstinance, or mild assertiveness that gets his white classmate a simple, Johnny, behave yourself. You don't know how it feels to see the smiling faces of rednecks and Klansmen, Klanswomen and Klanskids standing hundreds deep in a field where the charred body of a black boy is dangling from a noose on the bow of an ancient oak tree. Perhaps the Jew does when he sees the image of naked bodies piled in the rigor of death at Auschwitz or Dachau. Perhaps the native Apache or Cherokee does when she sees the grainy illustrations of the forced death marches of her ancestors across the Trail of Tears. Perhaps the Japanese immigrant does when he remembers the barbed wire perimeters and horse stables converted to living quarters for the forced internment of potential enemy agents. But you, heir to Anglo-Euro spoils of colonial conquest and systemic privilege do not have radar for this, do not have a frame of reference for this, do not have an appreciation of this. You do not have the emotional intelligence for these little hurts of the heart, bee stings to the brain, sucker punches to the soul, spilled milk of the spirit. You say, It's nothing we think you should cry over, even as you watch us sometimes die over. These microaggressions, these race-fueled transgressions, this constant procession of slings and arrows that seldom miss the target when the bullseye is black like me. So people ask sometimes, why are you so angry? And I try to tell them I'm a loving and compassionate person. I'm a man of faith. I'm not angry. I'm resolute. I think it's important that we tell the truth and shame the devil. I think it's important that We talk about the things that are issues between us because if we can't bridge the gulfs, and there are many between us, we're in for a long and bumpy ride. But the neighborhood that I grew up in, West Medford, has changed an awful lot. It was at one time a very nuclear African-American neighborhood that took up about eight or 10 streets, right around where we are now. But things are changing. Part of the change is actually going up. I don't know if you can see it right beside us. It's a multi-unit dwelling in front of a house that, in all honesty, we used to own, but that's another story for another day. But I wanna play, we wanna play a little tune for you called Gentrified. They talk about renovating, reimagining, and rehabilitating. They rave about new visions, new horizons, and new perspectives. They revel in bistros, boutiques, and boulangeries. They fairly skip to the subway stations. They bike on the painted pathways. They Uber and Lyft religiously. Everything's on trend and on point and au pair. They've codified the way they speak about what used to be urban blight, eyesores, drug dens, crack houses, tenements, and slums, the ghetto. They've modified the way they speak about what we now see, makeovers, investment properties, B&Bs, brownstones, townhouses, condos, and co-ops. Everything's vintage, bohemian, artsy, and retro, with creative green spaces and lofted open places. Speculators bought lower than low, patiently waiting for the change, waiting for the junkies to move on, waiting for the squatters to give up, waiting for the blacks and the browns and the tans to fade. They waited for the graffiti to erode. They waited for the chain link to corrode. They waited for the family to implode. They waited for the prices to explode. They waited, and they calculated. They waited as folks capitulated. They waited as folks evacuated. They waited as folks migrated. Then the realtors came and dispelled white folks' fears. The architects came and re-engineered. The designers came and changed the veneers. The builders came and the new folk cheered. Now they've moved closer to work in the city, to quartz countertops that made kitchens pretty, to chowder schools, nannies, and drivers, and bite frames made with carbon fibers, to Starbucks lattes and artisanal breads, and articulated sleep number beds, to million dollar urban show places, and fewer and fewer black and brown faces. They showed us their heels when they took the white flight. Then they crept back in in the dead of night. With fat bank accounts, they were IPO wealthy. Their move to this place was measured and stealthy. All of the potholes now smoothly paved over. Brown folks got schooled like a Curry crossover. White folks doing a long-term sleepover. Exclusive, obtrusive, extreme home makeover. full of sugar, they took all the clover. Changing the context of neighborhood with subway tile and exotic wood. Harlem, Detroit, and Chicago's South Side. Boston's South End surely gentrified. Empty the church. Emptied the steeple, now it's a spot for the chai-drinking people. Took down the poles and the basketball hoops, now it's a park for the dog-walking troops. No more rec and community center, but a new parking lot for the monthly renters. Some folks hang on, but the die is cast. The fire consumes and the torch is passed. Invisible lines are drawn again, and the folks can't buy when the banks won't lend. Some folks keep their roots in the ground, but the waiting game is deep and profound. They tour the streets noting history, yet what they want is no mystery. Holland, Detroit, and Chicago's South Side, a reoccupation is being applied to model cities that trickle down, no longer suited to black and brown. The urban sprawl that used to be the only homes that we got to see is now the place for growing infusion, is now the space that the gentry is choosing. low-rise projects slowly yield to equity building leases sealed to folks who came from far afield who won the fight when the poor folk appealed to lawyers and doctors and high-tech heroes with Trust Fund One and Hedge Fund Zero. No preserving community, no real thought of legacy, a small flag here, a street sign there, nothing that bronzes the atmosphere. Oakland, Brooklyn, and New Orleans, all made targets by whites with means. Even in venerable chocolate cities, the news in the district inspires some pity. killing the concept of neighborhood in ways they've never understood. And now we witness the slow, painful slide as the village we built becomes gentrified. My mother used to say, life is hard, but fair. You had a good home, but you didn't stay there. So I want to bring back our friend, our muse, Linda Moreau, and she's going to join me for a tune we call Legacy. How you folks holding up? Good, good, good. You enjoying yourselves? Yes. All right, all right. When we do this the next time, we've got to definitely make sure that we do it in warmer weather. And the forecast tomorrow suggests rain, suggested very dramatically. So we are assuming that we will be inside tomorrow as opposed to outside. So hopefully if you come back tomorrow, you won't have to suffer through the chill. You good to go? It's not for you to tell your own story. That is the burden of your children. They must shoulder this yoke with love and loyalty. And yet, you have not gathered them up and bid them sit before the campfires of their elders. You have not seasoned their meals with the spice of their identity and the savor of their name. How will they learn to walk the walk and talk the talk? How will they learn to tell your story even as they live out their own? Sons and daughters and heirs, if you didn't smell the burning ash or feel the warmth of the flame on your neck, you don't know. If you didn't revel in the growl of the griot's earthly reply or the trill of the mockingbird's cry, you don't know. If mama was too tired and daddy too long gone to carry the wood, light the spark, and stoke the flames, you don't know. And until the lion cub knows how to tell the pride story, the hunters will always tell them first. The good book says, train up the child in the way they should go. Will we let them depart from the community of faith and the city on a hill without the master's touch, without the oil of his anointing and his full measure of grace? Will we not show them Anansi's clever ways, Popo and Fafina's journey, Muparo's beautiful daughters, the people who could fly, the wonders of Wakanda, and Song Kololo's news hacky. The prophet says he will encourage fathers and their children to return. But how will they know the way home if no map charts the seas, measures the roads, cites the peaks and valleys, and names each forest despite the thickening stream? Will the burden of the elder stories be too heavy for the children? Will they care to carry? Will they dare to tarry? Will they linger at the foot of the griot? Will they hunger for the wisdom of the sage? We must put them on the page, where hard work earns the man his wage, where power is measured by God's own gauge, where miracles scarf at the wand of a maid. We must share with them the truth that is loyal and fierce like Naomi and Ruth, that doesn't wait for the confessional boot, that has the bite of the panther's tooth. This is a gift of legacy, where a glorious past sets the captives free, and a candle's light beckons liberty. sons and daughters and heir. I bid you sit before the campfires of your elders, hear their stories, gather up their stones, and build up your strength. They will show you Anansi's club away, Popo and Fafina's journey, Mufaro's beautiful daughters, the people who could fly, the wonders of Wakanda, and Sangololo's Tutaki. Soon you will be the herald. Write these things down on the tablets of your spirit. Let them put a running in your feet. With each quickening step, You repel the arrows of the hunter with the shield of abiding faith. You capture the flags of your enemies and gather up their spoils. You remain the lions of your pride and your children, your tales will always be your children's friends. You will never abandon the community of faith, though you build a thousand cities on a hill, drawing wondrous strength from the master's touch, as the oil of his anointing fills your clay jars with his grace. Linda Morales. So you're in what has been traditionally called The Ville, probably short for village, but I'm not 100% sure of that. And it's also called The Hood, short for The Neighborhood. So we're gonna do a piece called Neighborhood. Neighborhood is a place where mothers buy extra food for kids that aren't even their own, on the premise that they will eventually show up hungry. Neighborhood is grandmas and grandpas that raise their children's children long after they've raised their own, lovingly, carefully, happily, long after they've raised their own. Neighborhood is that corner bodega where the nice Spanish man always gave you 10 cents worth of penny candy when all you ever had was a nickel. Neighborhood is the homeowner that doesn't look down his nose at the frazzled rental with the Section 8 and a few kids without a daddy. Neighborhood is the block party that everyone comes to. And nobody calls the cops. No drugs, no guns, no drama. Cooling the gang, earth, wind, and fire, Rick James, Tina Marie, and Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan. Neighborhood knows everybody's name but isn't collecting big data on anyone. Keeps tabs on strangers but doesn't discriminate based on color or caste or custom. Neighborhood keeps pies and cookies ready to welcome newcomers, and always has something to invite folk to, and always has something good to eat when you get there. Neighborhood loves all of its children, watches out for all of the babies, disciplines fairly, drops dimes carefully, daps up consistently, and marches for justice dutifully. Neighborhood cares for its sick with homemade chicken soup, ginger tea, flowers, cards, and pastoral visits. Never lets you feel lonely, never leaves you alone. Neighborhood laments the loss of its kings and queens reverently, even while it celebrates their lives jubilantly and recollects their ways permanently. Neighborhood has well-worn welcome mats and four-way stop signs, a community gathering place as the hub of the wheels, and nicknames like The Port, The Coast, and The Ville. Neighborhood says yes more than it says no, chooses love over hate, never cries when it could laugh, and never laughs when it should cry. Neighborhood understands the importance of respect, covers everyone with an umbrella, shovels snow for its elders, pronounces your name right, and picks up the poop left by its dog. Small, medium, and large. And no matter where you go, neighborhood is always the place you call home. Once again, John Dalton on drums, Greg Toro on bass, Jonathan Fagan on the keys. So again, that intersection of jazz and social justice, I'm gonna take it back a little bit and forward at the same time with a piece we call Riding Up Front. can't do it don't even ask me black it's a bus but i ain't riding in the back young bloods ain't got no idea of how long we had to ride in the red in the lazy south american apothecary the law of the land was stratified seats up front unoccupied yet a pregnant brown girl can sit and ride Elders, toddlers, just didn't matter. And don't let them hear no race talk or chatter. Redneck drivers would put us out. But y'all don't know what I'm talking about. Then along came courageous Rosa Parks, tired and weary, but full of sparks. Took a seat in the first few rows, seeking not chaos, but simple repose. Think them whites heard what she was saying? Hell no, and them crackers for sure wasn't playing. She held up Miss Rosa without dignity, commending her acts to our history. You don't have no gratitude, no pride in self, just attitude. You make your way to the back of the bus. You drink and smoke and holler and cuss. You say it's your prerogative. You say it's just the way you live. You just don't get it. You just don't care. So cavalier, so unaware. But I can't do it. Don't even ask me, black. It's a bust. But I ain't riding in the back. Three seats up front. That's for me. I'm digging Miss Rose's legacy. Here it is. All right. We are getting to the good part. So as I said earlier, in the jazz canon, there are these signature tunes that if you know jazz, you can be anywhere and hear three or four notes and you can name that tune. This is one of those tunes written, composed, and played by the legendary John Coltrane. was called Naima. Our take on it is called Reprise for Naima. He would blow this note in the midnight air. Aloft in the ether, it floats out there. Staccato cadence sets a mood of bluesy lyrical attitude. Improvisational mystery like Monk's piano epistrophe, or Miles' tone poem in a silent way, and Flanagan's peace at the end of the day. Syncopated and sharp, bright tone, a countdown to stardust, a twilight zone, like a blue train running against the night, setting the pace then out of sight. With Hartman crooning of bags-on vibes. Trios, duets, quartets, and tribes. The blues, the ballads, the avant-garde. Incredibly gorgeous, impossibly hard. Giant steps move us miles ahead. Cooking up bop for Harlem street cred. Melodies hand to the harmony wed. Pianos lullaby fresh in the bed. Rhythm rocks with a drum of lead. Rhythm rolls with a bass man's fed. Rhythm burlesque. them heard what the master said. How could he make the bitter taste sweeter? How could a tortured mind delete her? How could the mellowed scotch be neater? How could the smoke from each cigarette create blue notes that cast a net, create blue beads of cascading sweat, create blue haze that compounds regret, create blue nights that we can't forget? Coltrane's notes are a crystal scale, a velvet scream in the urban travail, the heavenly riff of a love supreme, the pungent whip of his lover's theme. Coltrane's knots are a cozy romance, the breezy bounce of a bop and a dance, the languid lilt of stray's lush life, the cadence cut by the artist's knife. Coltrane's notes are a standard refine, like gold in a pan or gemstones mine, the sparkling glow of a hopeful dream, hot black coffee with a hint of cream. Coltrane's notes are Naima's reprise, like madness that brings a man to his knees, or sadness that comes when lovers part, the gladness removed from the balladeer's heart. A tight arrangement cuts the gloom. The melody sends that love's in bloom. The harmony spirit engulfs the room. The bride says yes to her lyrical broom. The groove and the beat then jumps the broom. The kick drum resounds with a sonic boom. As genius is birthed in a soul-filled room. Musical mythology mocks a twisted path the hero walks. With sealed and sword the hero stalks. The tempest shakes her twisted locks. Medusa snakes his vision shocks. Holds up the mirror to stony blocks. The harp and the horn melt icy rocks. Serpents retreat and symphony talks. Love's door opens as lyric. Coltrane's notes are a rollercoaster, a hallelujah and a paternoster, the glorious jolt of the maestro's hand, the saxophone titan is in command. Coltrane's notes are a crazy rhythm, the squawk of chords and playful schism, the frenetic pace of Mr. PC, the coolest round midnight will ever be. Coltrane's notes are genius refined, like gold in a pan or gemstones mined, the sparkling glow of a hopeful dream, hot black coffee with a hint of cream. Coltrane's notes are Naima's reprieve, like madness that brings a man to his knees, or sadness that comes when lovers part. Then, gladness revived by the balladeer's heart. Yes, yes, yes. Yes, yes, yes. See, these cats can play. So that's, you know, that's how that goes. All right. So we're going to bring Linda back up. We're going to do a piece called Kitchen Table Poem.
[SPEAKER_08]: Tout righty. Tout dwa. Bon? Bye-bye.
[Carter]: Okenn moun pa janm vle kite. Yo ap tankou tach yo blueberry sou moso Mama a, rete ak satisfè. Bon manje te manje. Fre mayi ak vèt collard, poul fri ak sòs salad pòmdetè, vant yo gen anpil grès ak plen. Sa a se chanm sa a.
[SPEAKER_12]: Èske ou grav kounye a?
[Carter]: Se reyèl pale. Nou se moun reyèl. Fanmi. Ou konnen sa mwen di? Nou se fanmi. Ou ka pran sant lanmou lontan anvan pòt yo louvri. Ou konnen gen a pral pecan tat ak te a dous yo pral glas frèt. Folk Sid ap glise soti nan nò yo. Aksan yo pral epesir ak lonbraj la peyi yo pral santi yo pi pre pase solèy la lavil la. Apre sa, yo pral rete nan tab sa a lontan apre ti kal pen yo otorize. Asyèt yo pral tout lave. Manje a pral mete lwen oswa chaje nan Tupperware ak Ziploc sache. Tout moun ap gen yon sak doggie ak yon istwa di. Mesye yo pral jwe akoz de kontra, frapan desann kèk domino, siwote sou yon ti kras yon bagay yon bagay, ak pale gwo fatra. Souri yo pral laj ak ri a pral kontajye. Fanm yo pral fanning ak ajitasyon.
[SPEAKER_07]: Sa se pa rad la pou li, oke? Sa pa gen okenn Dimanch sove ekipe. Sa se pa pou Samdi swa peche. Ou konnen mwen gen rezon. Ti fi, ou konnen mwen gen rezon.
[Carter]: Okenn moun pa janm vle kite. Yo se tankou je Nwa Jezi a sou sa ekri an lèt detache fin vye granmoun. Renmen ak ensiste. Manje nanm te pataje. Jean mwen te priye nan syèl la ak ti bebe yo te chante chan yo. Tout moun nan chatouye ak trankil. Sa a se chanm sa a. Mwen vrèman manke Pap. Manman an kenbe pwòp li yo. Ak kansè nan ti gason an nan remisyon. Men, lè ou vini tounen nan legliz, li nan reyèl pale. Nou se moun reyèl. Fanmi. Ou konnen sa mwen di?
[SPEAKER_12]: Nou se fanmi.
[SPEAKER_08]: Fanmi.
[Carter]: Ou pi bon fè sa. Linda Morose, mèsi anpil. Oke, se konsa nou pral fini moute ak yon moso yo rele peyi renmen anpil. Apre sa, mwen toujou di sa a, ou konnen, prefas sa a, si ou pa, ou konnen, natif natal, natif natal, natif natal, natif natal, Um, Lè sa a, ou menm ak zansèt ou yo oswa zansèt ou yo te vin isit la soti nan yon lòt kote, dwa? Se konsa, sa a se sou jan yo ki te soti nan yon lòt kote lòt moun ak ki jis vle yo dwe nan ak nan foul moun yo. Li rele peyi renmen anpil. Mwen ka renmen peyi sa a tou. Mwen pa t 'dwe fèt sou sa yo shores lyezon. Mwen pa t 'gen yo dwe yon pitit gason nan Pentacook la oswa Quinnipiac oswa Mohican. Mwen pa t 'gen yon pedigree Pilgrim oswa dwe yon Yankee Connecticut soti nan tribinal wa Arthur la. Mwen ka Dahomian a, poto a, oswa timoun nan nan Karayib Suns nan Amazon Shade. Mwen ka renmen peyi sa a tou. Kat vèt mwen an te yon tikè akeyi nan yon nouvo lavi nan yon nouvo peyi. Paspò mwen te mete so ak nouvo espwa ak nouvo rèv. Valiz mwen yo te chaje plen ak nouvo aspirasyon ak kèk arèstasyon tou. Petèt mwen pa t 'wè siy la pò ki te di, ban m' fatige ou, pòv ou, mas ou bloti ou anvi respire gratis, refij la mizerab nan rivaj ou an. Voye sa yo, ki san kay, tanpèt-voye m '. Mwen leve lanp mwen bò kote pòt an lò. Petèt mwen pa t 'wè lavil la briyan sou yon ti mòn ki pa t' kapab kache, ak nanm mwen reponn. Mwen ka renmen peyi sa a tou. Mwen ka renmen mòn wòch li yo ak Meadows woule li yo. Mwen ka renmen chante levanjil li yo ak ritm fou li yo. Mwen ka renmen otowout asfalt li yo ak ba li yo ki fèt-a-kouri. Mwen ka renmen ghetto batan li yo ak s'étalè iben li yo. Mwen ka renmen dife fin vye granmoun li yo, minarèt nouvo, ak menorahs an lò. Men, Amerik ka renmen m 'tou? Èske li renmen epis santi bon Curry mwen, roti, ak oxtails? Èske li renmen hijab mwen ak tatouaj henna? Èske li ka renmen Hajj mwen, Mecca mwen, medina mwen an? Èske li ka renmen Cinco de Mayo mwen an, Dia de Los Muertos mwen an? Èske li ka renmen twal Kente mwen, dreads, Torsion, ak kadna? Èske li renmen po a mwen nan, se pou li Ebony, Ivory, Dulce de leche, oswa Cafe au lait? Èske li ka renmen mwen pa non? Glory Shekinah, Muhammad bin Saeed, Anastasia Kozoff, Cleophis Dorcio, Claudia Gonzalez, èske li ka renmen mwen pa non? Ak sa ki si mwen se nan mitan sa yo mas bloti ak ki refij mizerab oswa ki sanzabri, tanpèt-lanse, li pral kontinye leve lanp li? Oswa fè lagè ak rimè kap kouri nan lagè, IEDs, selil Travelers, ak deformasyon lafwa fè m 'yon parya yo dwe elimine, yon fleo yo dwe detwi, ak yon epidemi yo dwe ekstèminasyon. Mwen vini ak kè poze. Mwen renmen peyi sa a tou. Mwen renmen opòtinite san limit li yo. Mwen renmen jenewozite li nan lespri. Mwen renmen odas la nan espwa li yo. Mwen renmen Meadows woule li yo ak chante kè kontan li yo. Mwen renmen otowout asfalt li yo ak ti korvèt wouj li yo. Mwen renmen ghetto batan li yo ak s'étalè iben li yo. Mwen renmen spires fin vye granmoun li yo, nouvo minarèt, ak menorah an lò. Mwen vini ak kè poze e mwen renmen Amerik tou. Mwen vini ak kè poze e mwen renmen Amerik tou. Sa a tan nou an. Yon fwa ankò, John Dalton sou tanbou yo. Greg Toro sou bas, Jonatan Fagan sou kle yo. Mwen se Terry E. Cotter, sa se Linda Lady Morose, e nou se pwojè alye a. Mèsi anpil pou rantre nan nou aswè a. Nou apresye ou fè li soti nan sa a premye festival djaz deyò. Plis pou vini, definitivman, men mwen vle remèsye nou an senp, konvivyal, lame renmen, West Medford Community Center a, enkòpore. Mwen vle remèsye Arts vivan, Medford Foundation, Mystic River Watershed Association. Ankò, gras a Cache, Medford Arts Council la, yon bransh nan Massachusetts Kiltirèl Konsèy la, Medford Kominote Media, Audie ak Sound Konpayi, soti nan pou pran retrèt. Avi Fagan, Kevin Harrington, Kyle Douglas, Lisa Crossman, direktè egzekitif nou an, youn nan manm konsèy nou yo, Melinda se soti nan do a la. Mèsi, Melinda. Ak nonm mwen, Natan. Natan Montgomery. Sou kamera yo, epi nou te gen yon eksplozyon. Nou te gen yon tan reyèlman bon. Li te yon ti kras frwa. Genyen toujou rafrechisman andedan, se konsa ale nan ak pwofite tèt ou. Jonatan ak mwen pral vini nan si ou vle yon CD nan mizik Jonatan la. Si ou vle yon liv, mwen te gen kèk liv. Ak asire w ke ou rete an kontak pou sa nou te gen vini pwochen, oke? Genyen toujou yon bon bagay k ap pase nan West Medford Community Center a. Tout dwa, Bondye beni y'all.
[SPEAKER_03]: Oh, mèsi anpil. Mwen te tèlman nève, ak Lè sa a, li te frèt. Oh, ou cho, tou? Oh, wi. Mwen pa prale nenpòt kote. Ou pral gen yo pote m 'nan machin nan.
[SPEAKER_07]: Mèsi poutèt ou, li nan frwa soti, se konsa mwen ap eseye pi byen m 'yo. Mèsi, oh bondye papa mwen.