An extremely under-represented musical genre on this blog is jazz. The lack of posts dedicated to this original American art form is mostly because I didn’t grow up with it although we used to have Chuck Mangione’s “Feels So Good” on eight track and listened to it over and over while trying to keep up on my brother’s drum set. What it comes down to is that I just have very little feel for what I like and what is good. Even simpler than that, I just don’t think that I’m smart enough to really GET jazz.

Of course, I do know who Bill Frisell is and I find his music works well to help get myself into a creative zone. The masterful playing, progressive spirit, blues infusion, and varied textures keep thing happening throughout Frisell’s large volume of work. Today’s post features a superb performance with one of my all time favorites, Elvis Costello.

I could while away the hours, conferrin’ with the flowers
Consultin’ with the rain.
And my head I’d be scratchin’ while
my thoughts were busy hatchin’
If I only had a brain.
I’d unravel every riddle for any individ’le,
In trouble or in pain.
With the thoughts you’ll be thinkin’
you could be another Lincoln
If you only had a brain.
Oh, I could tell you why The ocean’s near the shore.
I could think of things I never thunk before.
And then I’d sit, and think some more.
I would not be just a nothin’ my head all full of stuffin’
My heart all full of pain.
I would dance and be merry, life would be a ding-a-derry,
If I only had a brain.