Like most boys in the 50’s to 60’s, posers or serious musicians, I learned at least to make some noise on the 6-string instrument of the day. I plinked and plunked till I could make some coherent melodies without accompaniment. That amazes a young person. The self-taught(usually)craft of actually expressing oneself through music. No matter how bad or commercially inviable. As obi-wan said “you have just taken a step into a much larger world”…or something platitudinous like that. Besides it was hugely fun to slam out power-chords and pretend to be Hendrix or Ray Davies. Oh well, even now many young folks still find a part of themselves in the vibrations of these guitar strings. No matter how much of their personalities as adults remain in this rudimentary understanding of the universal language…it is character building at the very least.
Gilad Atzmon is. Gilad is also a jew. I can’t help but like this guy. For both reasons. Before you pick your jaw up off the floor from hearing that I like a person BECAUSE they are jewish…let me explain. In his book “The Wandering Who?”, which I truly enjoyed reading, he struck a chord with me. He mentions there that a huge influence on his self-image as a younger man, was a book written by the self-hating jew, Otto Weininger; “Sex And Character”. I too have read this book and also enjoyed it. In the book, Weininger(whom is reputed to have received praise as the
“only good jew” from Adolph Hitler)stated essentially that what he hated about jews was what he saw and hated in himself. I have always agreed with this on a more universal scale. I think we all do. Hate others for what we see, or at least see the potential for, in ourselves. For instance, I hate racism because I was raised around it. I abhor religion in general because I was also so influenced. So this can be a mechanism for positive denial of a negative influence. And, if you read and listen to Atzmon, you will understand what I mean.
I will not be as successful as Atzmon in my efforts in publishing a book. And definitely not as successful as a musician. That’s okay. I gave up on music at about the same time I was beginning to understand “jewishness” from other horses’ mouths. And even though we espouse essentially the same philosophy regarding the negative force of the yiddish, Atzmon is jewish himself…and it is tough to make the label “anti-semite” stick on an israeli-born jew. The Western jewish power establishment has fits trying to do so…but fewer and fewer are buying it. So he is a force on our side. To me this learned hubris of his is what is needed, because it is used for good. Even though he will not, or as yet hasn’t, even gone into the subject of holocaust-revisionism(although I have never heard him drone the 6-million mantra)…still, this is friendly-fire in the nest of vipers in which he was raised and I give it a standing ovation. And he is a hell of a tenor-sax man.
But I don’t mean to go on about him as if he was a hero. There are no heroes. Not even guitar-ones…well, with the possible exception of Jimi Hendrix.
So on this Cinco-de-Mayo, and the night of the “Super-moon” and the Kentucky Derby and on and on… Maybe there is some magic in the ether. Maybe not. Maybe there is a super-war on the horizon…maybe that is just wanna-be jazz musicians and their fear-mongering crap. It just feels as if there is something about to be unveiled. “Something wonderful” perhaps, as the spirit of Dave Bowman would tell us.
But another thing that I am not, besides being a jew or a musician…is a prophet. Come to think of it, I am probably as comfortable in my life for what I am not, as much as for what I am. Go figure.