To be quite honest, I´ve never liked the autumn. Sure, it´s pretty and everything, but there´s something really gloomy about it. Spring is like 6 months away.
Well, there´s not much we can do about that.
However, autumn is a very good time to read books. This is what I´ve been reading lately:
Miles Davis needs no further introduction. He is a rare genius and quite possibly the coolest guy who ever lived. In this autobiography, Miles tells the story of his life and musical career – all the way from his childhood days in St. Louis. His musical journey starts in the bebop era during and after WWII, when he came to New York as a teenager and played with people like Charlie Parker, Dizzy Gillespie and Thelonius Monk.
Miles had the rare ability to continually renew and reinvent himself as a musician, and he always managed to be the hippest cat around. The Birth of the Cool-sessions, his two legendary quintets, Sketches of Spain, Kind of Blue, the jazz/rock era, In a Silent way, Bitches Brew, his relationship to Jimi Hendrix – it´s all there. And much, much more.
His story is also the story of black people in post-war America and the gradual acceptance of black music and musicians. And it´s also the story of drugs – and lots of them, too. But mostly, the book tells about what it means to be a musician in a band: the friendship, the conflicts, the road, the studio, the criticism, the self critique, the hard times and the good times. This book is interesting in so many ways. Highly recommended!