Word: trumpeting
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...Today, a generation raised in the shadows of the Cold War assumes new responsibilities in a world warmed by the sunshine of freedom but threatened still by ancient hatreds and new plagues," Clinton said. Kennedy's "now the trumpet summons us again"echoed in Clinton's "We have heard the trumpets.We have changed the guard...
There have been three jazz trumpet players who could be called, with no second thought, great: Louis Armstrong, Dizzy and Miles Davis. Satch played a sweet, raucous sound that kept its roots strong in the gumbo of hometown New Orleans. Dizzy knew how to nurse a tune too, but his armor-piercing solos tore those roots right up and replanted them farther north, in the new welter of urban angst. But his music, always intrepid, remained fleet. It was spontaneous reinvention in rhythm, a kind of fun that tweaked the far edges but never crossed them...
...horn. It was as much a trademark as Armstrong's handkerchief. Story goes that in 1953, Dizzy returned to a recording session and found that his trumpet had been sat upon, or fallen upon, or in some way molested. It was bent into a near-perfect 45 degrees angle. He played it anyway and liked what he heard; he used to say he could hear himself better. And that was pretty much the way he was heard, too, from then...
...though. The music flowed from a kind of high spirit, a purposeful passion that the horn symbolized and the silliness deflected. There was nothing slight or offhand about the way he played, or how he lived. Born in South Carolina in 1917, he began to teach himself trombone and trumpet two years after his father -- a bricklayer by trade and a weekend bandleader by calling -- had passed on; before he left his teens he was playing professionally with the Frankie Fairfax band and had got himself his nickname...
...Wilder (1981), the second Teardrops record, Cope took over sole songwriting duties, with mixed results. The bouncy "Passionate Friend," with its Beach Boys vocals and a trumpet line that sounds, I swear to God, like the theme song from the '70s sitcom "Love, American Style," somehow manages to avoid collapsing under the weight of its production. "The Great Dominions," on the other hand, is pleasantly ethereal but never gains momentum. Think of it as Cope's "Justify My Love...