As much as I love John, Alice Coltrane was such an amazing musician in her own right who deserves praise. In ‘66, she became the pianist in John’s group - which, to me, is a testament to her outstanding ability, considering the fact that John could have gotten any pianist he wanted to play for him in 1966.
John Coltrane in Jazz (dir. Ken Burns, 2000)
reblogging because the lady in the pictures 5-7 is Alice Coltrane, John’s second wife and quite an accomplished jazz pianist.
Um yea we’re doing these. Unlined CXL loafers.
Justin Simien, director of Dear White People, joins Fresh Air to discuss his new film and what motivated him to make a satire about race relations and racial identity.
Simien on how “white movies” are just “movies”
"[Recently] Hollywood has gotten more myopic and has to make very specific choices based on how they think the audience will respond when putting a movie through the production pipeline. It’s gotten real crazily bad, I think.
I think TV has gotten it right. Shonda Rhimes has figured it out, getting multiracial casts on television and appealing to everybody. It’s interesting because I haven’t seen that with “white movies,” which most people just call “movies.” They don’t just appeal to white people, it’s taken as given that a white cast represents everyone: A white male in a movie is an everyman type character, whereas a black man in a movie is a black character and it’s a black movie and it’s only for black people.”
I fart and startle myself. Fart + Startle= “Fartle”. I’m a Fartler! Dolly tries his best to take a nap but is always awoken by the trumpeting of his own rear end which always wakes him with a startle.
Stop making me feel unproductive.