As an aside, I've recently embarked upon a side project to archive my thoughts and reflections on jazz albums that have influenced my over the years. As I say, I've just embarked upon this - and it promises to be a long-term project at the rate it's going thusfar- and have posted some initial musings at
jazzophile.blogspot.com. By all means
jazzophile is (and will remain) a work in progress - and improvisation of sorts in its own right, a fluid archive of words inspired by the music.
I qualify the
jazzophile blog with these caveats, as I've never really been a proponent of jazz criticism (or any music criticism, for that matter, with the exception of the writings of LeRoi Jones/Amiri Baraka, namely
Black Music). General speaking, I've been critical of jazz reviews and related writings for several reasons: the critics aren't musicians (you do the math) - and secondly, I feel there's a significant component to music - probably the most important - that eludes capture by the written word, and cannot readily be quantified in writing - at least not by any but the most gifted writers. (Actually, the same holds true for the other arts - Henry Miller, Anais Nin, Kerouac, Langston Hughes and Baraka are on the short list of those who pull it off, at least for this humble reader...) This more intangible, "unspeakable" aspect of the music may not be apparent to non-musicians, but when you're actually playing music, you're hearing it much differently than someone who doesn't play. Using writing to quantify music seems rather shaky to me on other grounds as well, as it amounts to trying to shoehorn one art form into the confines of another. Look at it this way: Would you consider sculpture a viable vehicle for criticism of literature? Personally, I wouldn't rule it out, but I'd be hard to convince that anyone but fellow sculptors would have the possess vocabulary to appreciate what was being communicated.
So, in light of all this, what I'm really striving to accomplish with
jazzophile is to write about the music from the perspective of a musician (one who does not profess to be much of a writer), and do so not from a particularly technical (i.e. harmonically analytical) standpoint, just as a musician listening to the music. To try to convey some of what the vocabulary of the music conjures up in me.