Jazz music is fun to me. All music can be fun for that matter, but what I mean is we usually have a hell of a good time playing and listening to each other.
But some of the people who do the most talking about jazz (that may even be the basic problem, right there!) don’t seem to get any real fun out of listening to it. It seems to me that all the super-intellectualizing on the technics of jazz and the lack of response to the emotion and meaning of jazz is spoiling the fun for listeners and players alike.
So if the critics haven’t got everyone scared with a lot of high-flown technical talk and Jack Kerouac hasn’t got everyone impressed with the beauties of numbness and hipness for hipness’ sake, maybe we could launch a little enthusiasm and restore fun to its rightful place in jazz.