Yesterday, I wrote about Jaco Pastorius, the late, great, one-of-a-kind jazz bass player.
served as a tribute to the New York jazz club on 52nd street that housed a countless number of famous jazz musicians. However, not only was the song named in honor of the legendary jazz club, but also the man after whom the club was named, Charlie Parker, the ‘Bird’ himself. It was this club, that he frequented almost daily, that inspired Zawinul to write the song. Looking back, Zawinul claimed, “The old Birdland was the most important place in my life.” And according to Pastorius in a 1978 interview, the studio version featured on Heavy Weather was recorded in just one take.
As the late, great Joe Zawinul expressed in the above quote, geographical place and location can be so important for people.
Here’s what I heard yesterday, from StudioLand:
(that video lives in YouTubeLand, here)
Here’s “Birdland” by Weather Report, live from DeutchLand.
(“BirdLand” live from Germany video found here, in YouTubeLand)
Personally, I like using the word “land” to indicate real and virtual territory. For example, I love going to MusicLand, which helps sustain and nourish my work in HospitalLand.
Here are some lands I’ve been visiting lately:
I would rather not go there, actually.
That reminds me! When my son, Aaron, began talking, I kept track of Aaron Quotes, in NotebookLand:
… so that wonderful Aaron stories wouldn’t go into AmnesiaLand.
I just visited NotebookLand, because I thought there was a Very-Young-Aaron-Land story that belonged in Today’s-Post-Land.
There were THREE of those stories!
Actually I’m going to go FIVE places in Aaron-Quote-Land, this morning, from when he was two and three years old (in order of appearance):
Aaron, Cousin Lani, and Mama were driving around the Tufts Medical Center parking garage looking for a space. “Do you know what we’re looking for, Aaron?” asked Mama. “Yes,” replied Aaron. “What?” asked Lani. “Doctors,” said Aaron.
Driving to Deborah‘s, Aaron said, “We’re going to Deborah-land.” At Deborah‘s I said goodbye, and said, “I’m going to work-land.” He turned to Deborah and said, “Mama’s going to Lisa-and-Newell-Land.*”
Eating ice-cream with M&Ms, Aaron said the M&Ms had returned to M&M-land. When asked where that was, he said, “In my stomach.”
Mama was paying bills, and Aaron was asking about the return address portion of the envelope. Mama explained, “That’s where I write our address, so they know where I’m sending this from.” Aaron said, “They’ll know you’re sending it from your chair.”
Aaron had spent time at Ellen’s, who had a shower curtain with the map of the world. Ellen was explaining to Aaron that Iceland really wasn’t that cold and Greenland was very cold. She pointed out that they had funny names. On the way home, Mama and Aaron were discussing this. Mama said a few names that would be more appropriate for Greenland, like “Wow, this place is cold-land” or “There are icicles hanging from my nose-land.” Aaron immediately started coming up with more and more elaborate names, such as, “Hey! Where’s my yak? There he is, he’s buried under the snow. Those things I thought were just icicles sticking up are actually his horns (pause) — Land!”
Aaron, before he left HomeLand this morning for SchoolLand, approved all those stories. I shall now resist the urge to return, over and over again, to NoteBookLand, so I can send this post out into WordPressLand.
Before I do, here are some photos I took on the way to work yesterday, while I was listening to Birdland, thinking
I wonder what Birdland might look like?
Finally, right before I got to WorkLand, I found Birdland:
Then, after work, I walked through MoonLand:
Thanks for visiting Ann’s-Post-Land,** today!
* Lisa and Newell are two fine people from my WorkLand, when Aaron was two years old.
** Where, I hope, the photo-loading is easy (or, at least, bearable).