a dream
if you stop by this blog now and then, you may have noticed that i went on a weather report photo hunt. that led to checking out some old interviews via google.
the death of weather report — especially how it happened — bums me out. call me crazy, since i’ve been out of the music gig for years now, but one of the things i’d love to do most in this world is produce a new weather report album. not some shit like the last 3 or 4 albums, but something with the heart of the 70s WR. man, would i dig being in the studio with my main man soul brothers joe and wayne.
zawinul would probably puke if he heard somebody wanted to produce a weather report album, but i think i could stand up to him and get him tuned up to what’s been lost for so long. if boxer joe gives me any crap, i’ll pull out one of his shit CDs, hold it up, and look him in the eye.
if that doesn’t work, i’ll drive to his house, fire up one of the old ARP 2600s, slap that voltage inverter on the keyboard output, and then play “black market” upside down, just like on the album. would that get his attention? have always wondered how many other zawinul geeks went to the trouble to learn black market the way he wrote it.
well, those dudes aren’t getting younger. i better get started on the project. “mr. zawinul? hi, yes, this is… uh huh… well no, i ha… right, i see… yes, okay. thank… yuh… suh… sorry, sir. yes, goodb…”
call duration: 15 seconds.