whoever is responsible for that horrific cover of “all you need is love” that’s in the new blackberry commercial deserves to be shot. in the penis. sixteen times. not only is it a generally abysmal musical performance, but the song is in 7/4 time, while this soulless cover version squeezes the music into a standard 4/4 arrangement, which just sounds…wrong. shameful.
in less disgusting news, did you know that dexter gordon had a small part in awakenings? i didn’t. i hadn’t seen the movie in years, and back when i did see it, i didn’t even know who dex was. i saw that it was on tv last night and caught it from about the halfway point, so i thought i would give it a watch. i kept noticing the patient who never says a word but seems to have music in his head always, and reveals himself as a brilliant musician when he finally sits down at a piano, and i knew i recognized his face. he looked kind of like tom waits’ darker-skinned brother. i kept thinking of dexter gordon…but it couldn’t be. he would have been dead by that time. imagine my surprise when i checked imdb and saw that it really was dexter after all. those are probably the last moments of his life ever captured on film; he died eight months before the movie was released. as great as he was as a leading man in round midnight (where he was essentially playing himself, but had such an interesting self to play, it feels more authentic than anything a professional actor would have done with the part), he creates a really interesting and unique little character in awakenings with maybe a total of five minutes screen time, and without ever saying anything, only relying on body language and facial expressions. i like that guy.
he wasn’t a bad sax player, either:
i like how the rhythm briefly takes on a latin lilt at the seven minute mark before going back to swinging. those guys could COOK. it’s a shame the performance is truncated by youtube’s ten minute cutoff point. i don’t know how the people in the audience could just sit there without even jiving…if i ever saw a performance like that in a club, you can bet i’d be dancing.