Impressionisms.

 

Strangely enough impressionism first showed up in the funkscapes of Herbie Hancock after "headhunters,"  although foreshadowed in vibratoless Miles with, often, mute.

 

The terminus of Romanticism in the dissolution the dissolving of common practice harmony and the "emancipation of the consonance" in Ravelian pulse and Debussyan wave is a "groove" of its own:  a sea groove of wind and wave.

 

In between Jazz from WW2 until the analogous kinds of discoveries by McCoy Tyner and his band mates, Jimmy Garrison. Elvin. And the tenor man, who paved the way for Ponty and his Violin.

 

Tyner, Tenor, and the boys.

 

These guys were the Debussys of post war, 1964.

 

And now, while sex drugs and rock and roll gives way to hormones, gender and ... did we decide "punk." (?) And the autismaticity of jerky jerky klutzy New Wave. Who's the impressionism of our day?

 

We have to go all the way back to the comeback, well, not exactly kids.

 

The two, the apostles, or at least priests of the out of body disinterested perspective, the Überpersönlichkeit, the two against "Nature."

 

Are the repeating rails, the clouds drifting, the sea and surf of the far west.  They are an impressionism. Is there another? A Ravel to the Dan-Debussy?  

 

From Elvin to Elvis to the Steely knives, which remind us of earlier Romanticisms, the Renaissance, and Purcell. In his day.

 

Strangely, in light of the last post, our words for the highest geographical prominences derive from a word-language-unto-itself, leanred, about "amounts," Milk. (Snow?) and Amounts, Mouths full. Mammal attributes biological.

 

It Russian the highlander is the "Goryets." the root "Gor" as in "Hroth-gor." A sharp acute angle, a cut. And all the words derived from that. Short. Cut. Share. Sheer. Share. Gordo. Corto. 

 

Even a citidel? A "gorod"?

 

At the foot of, is "pod gorodom." 

 

Serene, detached, Steely Dan surveyed the scene as Fauns, amoral Pans.

 

Not given to panic, as long as in Arcadian Woods. 

 

Miles's mute?  Yes, "mute" is a word rooted with mouth and mount and milk. In same soil, Arcadian alma mater matters close to our own considered drifting. And our observed as from above and followed tracks.

 

 Traces. 

 

We can build on that (with a hint from Elliott Carter).