If a piano plays in a room and no one hears it, did it really make music?
Legendary jazz pianist, Sal Mosca would say it did. In this intimate look into a master’s life, SAL MOSCA: UNSUNG presents a portrait of man who chose to sacrifice fame and glory for the purity of his art. In doing so, Mosca lived a hermetic life in a dark studio where musical magic was made daily.
Mosca, who studied with cool jazz guru, Lennie Tristano, played and recorded with greats such as Lee Konitz, Warne Marsh, Miles Davis, Charlie Parker, Max Roach, and Sarah Vaughn. But after the 1950’s he chose a sedentary life in which his art would never be compromised, settling to teach his craft while wowing audiences when he would emerge for infrequent performances.
This is the first and only film of Mosca who died shortly after its completion. Even at age 80 Mosca’s fingers glide effortlessly over the keys, displaying a freedom in music which is rare. Unfettered by big record labels, he achieved an unbridled method of jazz improvisation. His ambition to “get into himself” rather than go after capitalistic gains is startlingly bold in an era where dollars seem the main measure of success.
Sal Mosca was an un-sung genius, and will now be heard.
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New Mexico is hoping to keep drunks off the road by lecturing them at the last place they usually stop before getting behind the wheel: the urinal.
It's true! Talking urinal cakes give potential DWIs a last minute warning. I think I'm gonna have to do a version of this idea, these are kinda-sorta half-ass - they could be way more effective as well... Hmmmmm...
If your lucky to be where it's not quite so cold and able to drop your top over the weekend, why not check out theis sweet little mix of some killer old 45's. Amighty fine driving mix for sure y'all.
Actually, it'll be totally perfect for the drive up to the Flag Creek Inn in Fredericksberg from San Antonio this weekend.
Howdy, my name is H. Michael Karshis, first son of Henry & Mildred and the oldest of six boys. Yes, my mom was a stay at home Saint. My dad retired from Randolph AFB in 1976 as a Chief Master Sergeant in the Air Force Chaplains Division. I was born in the U.K., educated in both Beantowns - San Antonio and Boston. I am a Creative Gun For Hire currently living the good life in beautiful San Antonio, Texas. But enough about me. Check out my
work and the blogs and you'll get a pretty good idea about what gets me out of bed in the morning...
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