April 29, 2016
I never made it to Aleppo.
There was property there to inspect,
a perfect reason to take a day off
and drive up, get away from all
the random sameness of Damascus.
But we kept putting it off.
the first time I listened to Zooid
I could hear traces of Arkestra
wafting through – the juxtaposition
of high-pitched and low tones,
the improvised piano keeping the rhythm,
the pizzicato of the bass strings
gave it all away.
But we kept putting it off. Then,
we transferred back, still assuming
we’d return at some point and trek
up to Aleppo to see the remains
of an ancient civilization.
so when Threadgill said Sun Ra
was one of his important influences
it only confirmed my suspicions.
the remains of a former civilization.
Now it might be too late