One never knows where a gig might lead. Last week I had a gig playing for God.
I had to ask The Creator why He made the Universe?
“Well” He said, “for the visuals and for human music.”
“Really!?” I said.
“Some say I’m the Supreme Artist. But if that were true, the Universe wouldn’t work.”
“But I do enjoy listening to the music from Earth while I watch the all the goings-on among my creation.”
“I’m more of an Inventor and Scientist, although I‘m retired now.”
He told me that one day in 1960 He heard John Coltrane playing.
And it wasn’t coming from His stereo!
The music had reached the Heavens. God reached out to Trane just as He had to Bach. Trane infused his Quartet with this glory from God.
But it wasn’t a power trip. The Big Guy really dug the music. He was kind of a Beatnik back then.
He didn’t create African Music. But God knew it’s power and wanted to spread and broaden it. I’m not saying He supported Slavery. He certainly didn’t create that either. He foresaw Jazz Music, which could only be created in America.
He loved all kinds of music, but His favorite was American. He was a musician Himself. He told me He has a room with a thousand guitars. When He played a power-chord it really sounded like it was from God!
After Coltrane, for only a blink in time, the music from a Stratocaster reached into the stratosphere and made Him listen…
Like many older jazz fans, He missed the Great Ones. “I even miss Miles” He told me. “He was a sinner but his bands and his concept were always Top-Shelf.”
To tell you the truth, I was really nervous talking to Him. It was like going to a Shrink, the Pricipal’s Office and a Police Interrogation Room all wrapped into one.
He knew I was apprehensive and just told me to “Watch it.”