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I keep listening to all of his records, hoping, PRAYING, that, someday I will "get it". But I never do. I mourn the time lost on this endeavor. If only I could connect with it the way I do with Charlie Parker or Coltrane. But alas, every time I listen to Miles I just feel like it's so much note spinning. I've gone from ignorance to exposure to questing to apathy to hatred. If Miles was my only exposure to Jazz, I'd hate Jazz. Why do people love him so much? I don't know. But he's (IMO) the epitome of ego jazz. Just have the band play in the background while I "genius solo" out front. Bleh, sux azz.
Hate is such an ugly word.
Any moron that doesn't understand jazz most likely will not like Miles Davis Go play your Abba and enjoy .
So five plus pages and the thread refuses to go away. Like Miles...Just within the confines of this thread, you'll see him described as Miles the genius, the innovator, the God, the junkie, the pimp, the jerk. The epitome of "ego jazz " and the pacesetter that all the best players wanted to work with. The savior and the sell-out. All-time champ, ultimo low. Miles the guy who kept jazz alive and the guy who symbolized " the loss of the need for nutritious music by the public " ( That statement ... wow...). And on and on it goes. But know this: Miles mattered. Love him or hate him or view him however you will, at any given moment there are more people talking about, thinking about and listening to Miles Davis than any other jazz artist. Even now, you can re-release another version of Kind Of Blue safe in the knowledge that you will draw customers, some to relive the experience yet again from some different angle real or perceived, others drawn to the flame by the legend, by the hype, by the referrals, by the magnet that is Miles. They still come. Because Miles mattered...D.D.