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Celebrating Bernie’s 6th Birthday

Here’s a slideshow of photos from this past weekend, when family from across NY and PA came to celebrate Bernie’s 6th birthday. (His actual birthday is today.)

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Otto says: Vote Obama/Biden!

My very good friend Otto Bruno hosts the Sunday Music Festa on Jazz90.1 in Rochester, NY. Here’s his take on tomorrow’s election:

Okay Nation:

We’ve got one more chance. We screwed this up royally the past two Presidential elections. Tomorrow may be, in more ways than one, our last, best chance to “right the ship” as they say.

I’ve said before that I think the nightmare we’re currently living through began on January 20, 1981, when Ronald Reagan took over as President. He was elected by ” a mandate” of the people. His administration ushered in an era of greed, deregulation, selfishness, and a perversion of corporate power unlike this country had ever seen. The following 27 years have been a spiraling ever deeper into this economically disparate abyss as the rich have gotten richer, the poor have gotten poorer, and the “middle class” is now all but extinct.

Officially, and in theory, we’ve had three Republican Presidents in the last 28 years and one Democratic President. In reality, we’ve had 28 years of Republican Presidencies. I’ve always thought of Bill Clinton as much more of a Republican than Democrat. First of all, he was a huge hawk. While we were in no major wars during his Presidency, he nevertheless kept our military very busy all over the globe. Unlike Ronald Reagan who vowed to decrease the size of government and then did just the opposite, Clinton really did reduce the size of the government, cutting government jobs, closing military bases, and abolishing social programs for the needy. I will give him credit for one thing, he didn’t strip us of a myriad number of constitutional rights the way the Bush Administration has done.

So tomorrow the choice is a pretty simple one. If you’ve been happy with the direction our country has gone in the last 28 years than you should vote for the Republican ticket. If you make more than 250,000 dollars a year or you have a net worth of more than one or two million dollars, than you should, by all means, vote for the Republican ticket. And I say that with no sarcasm or disrespect intended. I truly believe if you fit into those categories, particularly the economic ones, than it’s probably in your best interests to vote Republican tomorrow.

However, if you are unhappy, distressed, concerned, or fearful of the direction our country’s gone in the last 28 years than I think your only choice is Obama/Biden. If you are sitting at the kitchen table on a weekly or monthly basis trying to figure out how you’re going to pay your bills and which you should pay first and who’ll be willing to wait a little longer for their money, I can’t imagine how or why you’d vote for anyone besides Obama/Biden. If you’re angry that we’re continuing to pour over one hundred billion dollars a year into Iraq while we have people here in our own country who can’t afford to pay for medicine or schooling or decent housing, than perhaps you need to think about voting for Barack Obama and Joe Biden tomorrow.

I really don’t expect the Obama/Biden ticket to solve all our problems. I don’t, for a minute, think they’re the saviors who will bring the country right back to it’s place of prominence in the world but I do know a few things. In 2000, many people thought it would make little difference if George Bush was president or Al Gore was President. Without a doubt, one of the monumental mistakes in our nation’s history. I didn’t think it was possible for us to fall so far and so fast as a country as we’ve done under George Bush and Dick Cheney. So the choice tomorrow is really a simple one. With Obama and Biden we have a chance to begin the long climb out of the pit we’re currently in as a nation. They’re intelligent, articulate, dedicated public servants. Without them – I think we’re screwed.

Get out and vote!

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Obama/Rollins ’08!

I posted this today at The Jazz Session:

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Hi friends,

One of the beautiful things about having an online show is that I’m not bound by the restrictions that accompanied the radio version of my show. And so, I’m going to use this forum just this once to ask you to help get out the vote for Barack Obama. THERE IS STILL TIME for you to make a difference.

The easiest thing to do is to make calls from your own home. To get started, visit the Obama training page.

You can watch some short training videos there, or just click the GET STARTED link to start making calls. You’ll get a simple script that’s very easy to use. I just made 40 calls to supporters in the Philadelphia area to give them their polling locations and to remind them to vote.

Most of you know my politics, and you know that I’m a progressive. I don’t think Barack Obama is the perfect candidate. But I DO think he’s the far better choice — not simply the lesser of two evils, but actually someone I can support with enthusiasm and a clear conscience. And given that the next president is likely to appoint as many as three Supreme Court justices, we can’t afford to be complacent.

So please, take 30 minutes or an hour TODAY and make some calls for the Obama campaign.

And then CELEBRATE ON ELECTION DAY by listening to my interview with saxophone legend SONNY ROLLINS. I’ll be talking with Sonny at 5 p.m. on Election Day, and I’ll post the show that same evening at The Jazz Session site.

That’s right: OBAMA/ROLLINS in ’08! (The Obama/Rollins logo is courtesy of my good friend Jeff Vrabel.)

Make some calls, enjoy some jazz, and take back our country!

Thank you very much.

Peace and love,

Jason

p.s. — If you need a little boost of inspiration, here it is:

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POEM: My Birthday Poem

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My sister, mom, dad and friend Kevin at my 2007 birthday shindig.

Here’s a poem I wrote in 2007 after celebrating my birthday with friends and family at Thali, our favorite Indian restaurant in Rochester.

Birthday
by Jason Crane

This is my birthday poem:
Stuffed full of Chicken Makhani,
Squeezing the plastic skull
With its bulging brains.

This is my birthday poem:
Grumpy-faced children
Fight off the smiles
That take over their faces.

This is my birthday poem:
Moving from one end of the
Long table to the other,
A timeline with forks and knives.

This is my birthday poem:
A box of old feelings
Hidden away in the closet,
Buried with new garments.

This is my birthday poem:
Pedaling slowly to Barrington Street,
My young son beside me,
Dodging the potholes.

This is my birthday poem:
Enchiladas and rice
And a dusty courtyard;
Beyond — and old bookstore.

This is my birthday poem:
“Daddy wants jam and bread.”
And knees in my back
Keep me awake in the small hours.

This is my birthday poem:
Tucked in, supine,
Balancing a notebook
On my stuffed belly.

(September 2007)

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The Jazz Session #48: Marcin Wasilewski

Jason Crane interviews Polish pianist and composer Marcin Wasilewski. His new recording, January (ECM, 2008), features his own compositions alongside those of Gary Peacock, Carla Bley, Ennio Moricone and … Prince. Wasilewski’s trio is very much a part of the new European piano trio renaissance, featuring inventive material played democratically.

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CONTEST! The Marcin Wasilewski Trio starts a U.S. tour on November 1 in Seattle, with stops in San Francisco, LA, Chicago, Milwaukee, Philadelphia, Baltimore and Columbus. I’ve got two tickets to Marcin’s show at the Jazz Bakery in LA on Monday, November 3. To win, be the first person to send an e-mail to contest@thejazzsession.com with “Marcin” in the subject line. Listeners who have won in the past 30 days need to sit this one out. Everyone else — good luck!

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Thomas Flynn’s Bikeman

People react to tragedy in different ways. For Thomas Flynn, a network news reporter covering the 9/11 tragedy as it happened, the story became more than an object to be studied. It became an all-encompassing, life-or-death struggle through the debris-strewn, dust-blind streets of New York.

Seven years later, Flynn tells his tale through the underused medium of the epic poem.

I picked up this book several weeks ago at The Book House, an independent bookstore (!) here in Albany. Today I went back there to have the book signed by its author during his in-store appearance. It turns out that Tom Flynn was born in Albany and still has many connections here.

His book is worth your time.

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The Jazz Session #47: Satoko Fujii


On the new episode of The Jazz Session, I interview pianist and composer Satoko Fujii. Fujii has released four new recordings in 2008, her 50th birthday year. These records find her with her New York trio; on accordion in the avant-folk-jazz group of her husband, trumpeter Natsuki Tamura; in a quartet with some of Japan’s most talented improvising musicians; and in a second trio with both American and Japanese musicians. Far from slowing down in her middle years, Fujii seems to be pushing herself even more relentlessly, searching for new and exciting ways of expressing her musical ideas.

Listen to the show.

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A visit to Robert Frost’s Stone House

I drove to Shaftsbury, VT, today to visit one of the houses in which poet Robert Frost lived. It was in this house — known as the Stone House — that he wrote “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening.” Just as most of the classic Xmas albums were recorded in the summer, this quintessential winter poem was written in July.

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POEM: Reggae Shack

In 1999, Jen and I lived just over the bridge from Hilton Head Island, South Carolina. I played in a dance club on the island, and Jen taught ESL. There was a guy who frequented our club, and who was known to just about everyone who knew the island. He was your typical working-class islander, living the beach life to the best of his ability. He was a big reggae fan, and one morning, in the small hours, we was found dead outside a little reggae hideaway near the beach. This is his poem.

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Reggae Shack
by Jason Crane

2 a.m.

Waves examine the sand, retreat.
A bird nestles its head
into wings.

The air holds a final sigh,
a letting out of breath from
tired lungs,

the gritty sound
of reggae on worn vinyl
from a wooden shack
nestled in the trees
only a few feet away.

Bright smiles on black faces,
sweat on glasses of unlicensed beer.

Voices ease past the half-open door;
slip, unconcerned, into water.

Again, the waves glance at the sand;
the bird looks up, startled
by a dull wooden sound.

A head lolls against the tabletop —
spent, unknowing, spirit released.

He is found alone;
arms splayed out in
supplication, or exhaustion.

(July 1999)

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