steve dalachinsky - Inside HI-FI - for Lee Konitz

Inside HI-FI - for Lee Konitz



i too

the repumped licks

to be cubed / sculpted

into leafing thru

text-sun

every time i hear this

(h)orna/mental

tottering close to edge

wistful runs

actually sonic breaths

warm streams of lover man

in the cascadin’flow of otherings

‘n nuther (m)utterings

as all the things YOU are.



the click click of ice cubes

at the bar

& you say it makes you wanna play

“ticko-ticko”

as they fall clear & cold toward

the bottoms of the glasses

as one click after another

you smoothly stagger the phrase

always in the of of subtext

unrecognizable (plat) / form

melody not played

straight

& it makes me wanna try &

hum this familiar unfamiliarity

these reshaped standards



being inside the ensemble

a scaffolding around the tune

keeping it together

holding it up

body & soul

as it is constantly being

taken apart &

rebuilt taken apart

& rebuilt

while constantly

remaining in motion.



from scraps written & joes’s pub 9/16/08