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JAMES MOODY (March 26, 1925-December 9, 2010) • In Loving Memory

Tuesday, December 28th, 2010


A message from Linda Moody
The official James Moody website

James Moody (1925-2010)

James and Linda Moody


Arne Domnérus, James Moody, Thorne Swanerud (Stockholm 1950)

Listen ||| James Moody, Sonny Stitt, Dizzy Gillespie

Watch James Moody himself tell how he came to create his enduring masterpiece

James Moody discographies

Forthcoming: Photo credits, plus Al Young’s “Moody’s Mood for Love,” the author’s prose-poetic tribute to James Moody, selected from Drowning in the Sea of Love (Musical Memoirs), 1996


A jazz giant passes: James Moody, 1925-2010

The San Diego saxophonist influenced and inspired several generations of fans and fellow musicians, including Quincy Jones, who hails Moody as “a national treasure”

By George Varga

© 2010 George Varga | San Diego Union-Tribune
Originally published December 9, 2010 at 2:36 p.m.; updated December 9, 2010 at 9:34 p.m.

Jazz sax legend James Moody. Photo: K.C. Alfred

Remembering Moody

A gentle musical giant, James Moody touched countless fans around the world with his ebullient saxophone playing and tireless dedication to the art of jazz. We invite you to share your memories of Moody, and to tell others what he and his music meant to you.

James Moody, an international jazz star since 1949 and a San Diego resident since 1989, has played his last refrain. An acclaimed saxophonist, flutist, composer and band leader for 60 of his 85 years, Mr. Moody died Thursday at 1:07 p.m. at the San Diego Hospice, according to his wife, San Diego Realtor Linda McGowan Moody, who was by his side. His death came after a 10-month battle with pancreatic cancer.

“He couldn’t have gone more peacefully,” said Mrs. Moody, who on Monday had her husband moved from their San Carlos home to the San Diego Hospice.

Pulitzer Prize-winning jazz trumpeter Wynton Marsalis hailed Mr. Moody, with whom he had often collaborated at New York’s Jazz at Lincoln Center, as “a titan of our music.” He also praised Mr. Moody as “just impeccable, his musicianship, his soul, his humor.”

Mr. Moody first achieved prominence in 1946 as a member of bebop trumpet icon Dizzy Gillespie’s all-star big band. Noted for his ebullient stage persona and his ability to inject warmth and joy into even his most intricate compositions, Mr. Moody leaves behind one of the longest and most distinguished jazz careers in memory.

He recorded his best-known hit, “Moody’s Mood for Love,” in 1949. An ingenious interpretation of the 1935 ballad “I’m in the Mood for Love,” the title under which Mr. Moody’s recording was initially released, it features one of the most acclaimed saxophone solos in jazz history. It became a global vocal hit in 1954 for singer King Pleasure, who sang lyrics that were written for the song in 1952 by noted jazz vocalist Eddie Jefferson. Mr. Moody subsequently began singing it himself and performed it as his theme song at each of his concerts.




“Moody’s Mood for Love” was elected into the Grammy Awards’ Hall of Fame in 2001 and has been recorded by such diverse artists as Aretha Franklin, Van Morrison, Amy Winehouse, Rod Stewart, Queen Latifah, Tito Puente and 2006 “American Idol” contestant Elliott Yamin.

“ ‘Moody’s Mood for Love’ is a national anthem,” said longtime Moody fan and confidante Bill Cosby, who in the 1980s sang a duet of the song with jazz vocal star Nancy Wilson in an episode of “The Cosby Show,” his hit TV series. Cosby also prominently featured the song in his 2004 feature film, “Fat Albert,” which came as a surprise to Mr. and Mrs. Moody when Cosby had them attend the film’s premiere.



Monday, December 27th, 2010


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Courtesy Montana Arts Council

“All the years of looking for rhymes and riddles have brought me over here. I’m just a really simple guy that can live with one light bulb and a pencil.”
— Henry Real Bird
(to Billings Gazette writer Brett French • reprinted in the Missoulian)

Henry Real Bird: Montana Poet Laureate, Cowboy Poet, Rancher, Educator, Ancestral Crow Native

Photo © Joseph Terry

L-R | Montana poet laureate Henry Real Bird and riding partner Levi Bruce, who covered the northern half of the Treasure State and northwest North Dakota on a 415-mile journey by horseback, passing out books of his poetry.

Click to order from Lost Horse Press


Go to the Western Folklife Center original

Ride Across Montana with Henry Real Bird

Henry Real Bird—cowboy poet, Crow Indian and recently named Poet Laureate of Montana—has embarked on a 415-mile journey on horseback across northwest North Dakota and northern Montana. He is handing out books of poetry to the people he meets along his route, which will take him through Indian country where his grandfather rode a century ago.This is not a press stunt, but rather a demonstration of Henry’s life, culture and poetry: a journey of horse and horseman slowly making their way across a vast ancestral landscape …

To read Hal Cannon’s full article and listen to or read his interview with Henry Real Bird, click here.



Sell out Crow.
Who are they that give water rights away?
Sell out Crow.
Who are they that take tribal hay?
Sell out Crow.
Who are they that take tribal buffalo?
Sell out Crow.
Who are they that give Mother Earth away?
Sell out Crow.
Dog called man was looking at blue sky,
As a federally funded tribe of dogs
Pull the teeth of dogs that think
That they are men. The chief of the men
Used to be the last to eat but now the
Dog chief just keeps making a sound
Like canvas ripping.
All free man wants is to be sovereign.

— Henry Real Bird

© 2010 Henry Real Bird

Additional poems by Henry Real Bird at the Montana Arts Council site


Courtesy Arthur Magazine

Across Montana On Horseback, Poet Hands Out Poetry All Things Considered • July 31, 2010


Brett French: “Poet Laureate Real Bird works horses and words” Billings Gazette, October 3, 2009



Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
© Elisapee Ishulutak


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Thank you for all of your visits, fly-overs, layovers, and leisurely browsing at

(There’s a whole lot going on in the giant blogroll at the lefthand edge of these pages)


Courtesy The Buffalo Post
A news blog about Native people and the world we live in)

“Christmas in the Iglu” Elisapee Ishulutak (Inuit elder)

Listen and watch

It used to be steaming fog from the shore and the dog teams would be coming. You could hear their breathing. You could hear them coming in the fog. It was cold. That was wonderful … We used to dog team to Pang for Christmas in the winter time. When it froze up the ice was perfect. Now, at the same time of the year, there’s no ice. The ice doesn’t come.


CANARY: A Literary Journal of the Environmental Crisis ~ Winter 2010-11

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010


Behold  the original

A Literary Journal of the Environmental Crisis

Editor, Gail Entrekin

Published by Hip Pocket Press
Managing Editor, Charles Entrekin
Art Editor, Carol White

All work reprinted by permission of author

“The canary in the coal mine” was a primitive early warning system used by miners to alert themselves to poison gases seeping into the mines. If the canary was found dead, it was time to get out quick. As a metaphor, its significance for me includes not only the salvation of the humans, but also the casual loss of the canary, that fragile and innocent bird with its lovely song, sacrificed without a passing regret. So often the poets of a culture are the canaries, the first ones to be hurt by trends so large that they are not immediately visible. This time the poets are raising our voices on behalf of the natural world, which cannot articulate its plight.  We must stop destroying the natural world. We are destroying ourselves.

Issue Number 11, Winter 2010-11



Tuesday, December 21st, 2010
The upper Truckee River in winter
Courtesy Dan I. Slobin Archives

Gigging since mid-20th century: Al Young at piano, age 16; Detroit, Winter 1956


Photo: Joyce Jenkins

L-R | Contributors Geri Digiorno, Michael McClure, M.L. Liebler, Al Young, Sue Doro say cheese to more than one camera at Diesel|A Bookstore, Oakland, following a reading for WORKING WORDS: Punching the Clock and Kicking Out the Jams (Coffee House Press), 16 January 2011


Photo: Al Young

Sunset bridge (Oakland-SF Bay Bridge shot from Skates on the Bay, Berkeley Marina, early January 2011)

Al Young

Slow fade to the Berkeley Pier at sundown


A Glacial Night in January Warmed by Sunset Poetry

Courtesy still from Sausalito Art Gallery slide show

Studio 333 at 333 Caledonia Street, Sausalito, CA 94965 | Click here to view poetry events at Why There Are Words

Photo: Zelda

L-R | Indigo Moor, Dona (La Tigresa) Nieto, Al Young, host/emcee Martin Hickel, Tracy Wynn, Giovanni Singleton (back to camera), Gini Savage, Adam David Miller

Photos: Al Young

Photographer Bill Klemens kindly repairs Al Young’s eyeglasses for the evening reading | Zelda (Suzanne Becker) all set and ever-ready to shoot up the night with her light


Writer/therapist Katie Amatruda and Al Young

Al Young

La Tigresa in sacred idiom

© Zelda

Poets Indigo Moor, Dona Nieto (La Tigresa) and Al Young featured at Studio 333’s Sunset Poetry series in Sausalito, CA, 5 January 2011


Photo by Waitress

Painter Elizabeth Hack, creator of the blog Peace, Hope & 9/11: Voices from San Francisco, web designer Niya Sisk, and contributing poet Al Young meet in Oakland’s Rockridge district on a December Saturday to discuss the site’s new format and look.


December 21, 2010
Winter Solstice and a total lunar eclipse converge for the first time in 372 years.

The total lunar eclipse of Y2K 2000

December 20, 2010
Photographs of the December 21, 2010 lunar eclipse taken by novelist Joanne Meschery as she watched it from her valley home in the High Sierras.

© Joanne Meschery

The northeastern side of the novelist-photographer’s High Sierras valley, looking towards Reno