Trumpets are the sounds of alarms. Since ancient times, they have been the sounds of introductions. When attention to a royal, or person of significance was needed, the trumpets were blown. There is no need for another explanation. Sometimes, the sound was boisterous. Other times, they took on a more delicate touch. Regardless of the tone, the point was to get your attention. It was simply a necessary tool in getting the crowd to focus on you.
So, now we have the trumpet, inside of the genre of Jazz music. Is it too much of a stretch to relay the fact that it is the voice of the piece? Not really. When the trumpet speaks, you better listen. For in its blowing, is the telling of the story. Through the trumpet, the listener gets to hear the story. There is no doubt about that. It’s just a reality! Then, of course, we have the blessing of moving throughout the different “words” being spoken. Of course, they are colors, designs, patterns, and rhythms, which have taken on the mapping of “words.”
When the trumpet plays, the words come to move. Just imagine them as intricate floatations, which progress into different shapes. A natural metamorphosis of different patterns, designs, colors, and others. My, how intricate the world of musical artistry! Should you not be paying attention to a particular song, the trumpet, has the power to get your attention. Now, that can be soft or, not so soft. Nevertheless, it is there.
The very striking aspect concerning the aura of Jazz, is that it encourages the exploration of knowledge. Like a geographic map, it guides you into something new. It guides you! Now, do you permit yourself this guidance? OR Will you decide to hold onto only one interpretation of the song? Yes! There is so much to address concerning this regard. So much! Yet, for now, allow yourself to be led. It’s the very least that you can do. Erase the desire in wanting to dominate the song. “I Wish I Knew.” There are many different ways of translating the very name of this song. Many different ways. Quite honestly, it should be kept in that way. “I Wish I Knew” what? That’s an important conversation to have. Knowledge? The Love Of A Woman? One’s passions? One’s desires? What did a person wish they knew? That’s a significant attribute to comprehend. The greatest attribute is that one does not have to narrow it down to one simple translation. There are many things we “wish we knew.”
And so, the trumpet leads us into this dynamic. Through the trumpet, the stories move through an infinite expression of possibilities. Let it guide us, and guide us, in the desire, to know. For upon a glimpse of the knowing, we will come into, the know.