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Klang!
Welcome to Bops On The Head, a forum to share ruminations on all things "Mus-iK", what folks are listening to, wanting to know about, or rant on. Anything anyone feels like sharing relating to bands/artists/genres/equipment is welcome.
Let's have some fun, shall we?
Klang!
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
R.I.P. Pete Cosey
I received a link from a friend that Pete Cosey, the incredible guitarist in Miles Davis' experimental band that existed for 18 months between 1973-1975, passed away yesterday. I truly love this guy. For me, his contributions to experimental rock music are hall of fame certifiable. Not only did he play guitar he also played percussion and synthesizer (a HEATHKIT no less!). When I saw this band at Paul's Mall in 1975, Pete occupied audience view stage left. Sitting behind his card table covered with wood blocks, bells, shakers and toys he presided over a controlled chaos with sheer abandon and joy, shifting easily from flailing on wood and metal to flailing on frets to twiddling oscillator dials. Miles had a battery of other high quality soloists including guitarist Reggie Lucas and reed man Sonny Fortune, and it was always a special moment when Miles called on Pete to jump in and solo. Pete was FEARLESS. No matter the context he played with an unmatched blend of technique and passion, at times making his guitar sound like it was literally breaking apart. Miles would instantly react to Pete's efforts, more than anyone else on the front line, signing encouragement, smiling, and gaping in awe. I am profoundly grateful to have been in the presence of this wonderful musician. The memories of watching him work remain as vivid as though it was just yesterday. Good for you Pete Cosey! May your spirit soar to heady heights. Give Miles a kick in the rear for me next time you play together at the Upstairs Lounge!
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