Tag Archives: music

Virtuoso

Posted on April 16, 2020 by John Biscello

Virtuoso, by turns, this dazzling concert of light, golden, sounded, the pooling reserve of free jazz, ordered to measureless standards, rounding into sublime.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged concerted light, in praise of, John Biscello, music, Poetry, sublime licks, the music-makers | Leave a comment

Tune

Posted on April 7, 2020 by John Biscello

To swing and sync, tuned, Music’s inviolable guide to dreaming, in time.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged ain't we got rhythm, groovement, haiku, John Biscello, meter-beating, music, Poetry, the flow, true pulse | Leave a comment

Salome’s Turrets

Posted on April 7, 2019 by John Biscello

Gardens grow ruptures and bisected shoots of tease and envy too you know. Do not place the malformed under a glass jar, do not treat fractures with tourniquets, myrrh and silence, do not judge a moth by its sister’s wings … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged bisection, CocoRosie, garden of tease and envy, god's greengray earth, John Biscello, music, poem | Leave a comment

The Brides

Posted on April 7, 2019 by John Biscello

Winter grows its own brides, penitent, forlorn, pining to wed a warm draft of air, a silking furl of yellow, before systemic freeze slows desire to a limnal peck. (Image: CocoRosie)

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Funky Monk Live

Posted on March 14, 2019 by John Biscello

Video clips from the Arclight book launch at Studio 107-B in Taos, NM (3/12/19). Performing “Funky Monk” w/ Ben Wright on the bass.

Posted in Audio, Books, Poetry, Press, Theater, Uncategorized, Video | Tagged arclight, Ben Wright, book launch, funky monk, Indie Blu(e), John Biscello, music, Poetry, Spoken Word, studio 107-B, Taos | Leave a comment

Moon River, Winter Remix

Posted on November 13, 2018 by John Biscello

Ribbed, solitary leaf, cradled in frozen canvas, stray comma to the rivered language of glacial moon, that is where I find her, my love, spreading pure as the music of first snow.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged art, John Biscello, leaf, love poem, music, snow, Winter | Leave a comment

Beat, Bop & Abstraction

Posted on May 4, 2018 by John Biscello

It took place in an amnesiac haze and fury, numberless nights of lightningspeak and opiate rabble, rocketfuel and anti-freeze, bright slashing ribbons of noise amounting to worry stones indenting the infantpink tender of palms, forecasting God as a vaudeville dunce … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged abstract, art, beat generation, bop music, creativity, inspiration, jazz, John Biscello, music, poem, writing, zeitgeist | 2 Comments

Feathers

Posted on April 15, 2018 by John Biscello

Song, caught in her hair, something about torn feathers, running, blue to form.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Blue, dream, feathers, girl, haiku, John Biscello, music, poem, Poetry, running, song, torn | Leave a comment

Seize

Posted on April 11, 2018 by John Biscello

It is how the mouth plays chords the lips keep time to– Kiss, erring to seize.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged chords, erring, John Biscello, kiss, lips, mouth, music, passion, poemm haiku, pulse, sensual | Leave a comment

Morning

Posted on April 11, 2018 by John Biscello

Scars worn out to fade, old records played in small hours– Dreams chased by morning.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Beauty, dreams, fade, grief, haiku, haunt, John Biscello, morning, music, poem, records, scars | 2 Comments