How much of a poseur at jazz am I? I am using the French spelling of it, aren’t I?
Also, I score 0 of 100 on this GQ article which would serve as a quiz if I had any of the answers: The 100 best jazz albums you need in your collection.
I mean, I have numerous albums and collections by artists who appear on this list, but I don’t have any of the individual records on this list.
Which is explained by:
- Their collectibility–I don’t find the records at library book sales or thrift stores.
- I rarely seek out old recordings on CD, and you don’t find the CDs out in the wild, either.
- The list does not contain a lot of jazz/torch singers, which is the kind of CDs I do seek out.
- I am a poseur.
I think about getting Miles Davis’s The Birth of the Cool from time to time, but that’s about it.
Perhaps it’s not so much that I’m a poseur; perhaps I’m not a GQ hipster. It has been decades since I subscribed to that magazine, which I did as part of my late 1990s “I need to dress better and be more sophisticated by following magazine diktats” phase. None of the diktats, though, included dropping a lot of foreign words in italics in conversations. Which is just as well. I wouldn’t have followed it if it had, much as I did not follow the clothing, music, book, or movie fashion tips I gleaned from the short-lived subscriptions.
(Link via Ed Driscoll at Instapundit.)
UPDATE: Now that I have replaced my failed record player(s) and have gotten back to walking my fingers through my collection, I discovered that I do have Dave Brubeck’s Time Out (I also have Time Further Out and Jazz Goes to College). So I have 1 out of 100. I am a hipster.
