It was a Friday evening, and I was jogging along the ocean in Hollywood, Florida. I was reflecting about an interview I had just read with Ian Anderson from Jethro Tull. He was on a solo tour, but it got me thinking about the days of “Aqualung” and “Thick as a Brick.” Can you imagine someone putting out an album today with a 45-minute track on it?
I was thinking about Britney Spears and the rest of the microwave pop music scene today. And just when I was thinking we were at the end of the world, hope appeared!
Reaching the band shell at Johnson Street, there was a five-piece group jamming some funkalicious jazz. There was a guy on keyboards, bass, lead guitar, drummer, and the front man was a kid with a saxophone. Doubt that any of them could have seen their 20th birthday. Yet these boys could jam!
They had no stage presence really. They were dressed in whatever they rolled out of bed that morning, and didn’t speak to the crowd between songs. They just played some wonderful funky jazz.
Not frothy pop, but real arrangements that take learning, experience, and much practice. I stopped jogging and took a 30-minute respite to listen to the jam. It made my evening and provides a good prosperity lesson.
There are some things that can’t be rushed. And in our instant gratification society, we would be wise to slow down and recognize that more often. Music, martial arts, literature, and many of the other things that can bring joy to our life take time. Sometimes years, and sometimes a lifetime. But if you’re in such a hurry to be “done,” you miss out on the pleasure of the journey.
So how you doing on that?