Jazz - It's a Man's Game

Saw Chick Corea with John McLaughlin (of Mahavishnu Orchestra fame) last night at the Royal Festival to cap off the London Jazz Festival.
 
They were celebrating 40 years of working together. It happened to be the same anniversary of the Beatles' 'Sgt. Peppers'.
 
It's been a long time since I had John's album when he did a joint venture with Carlos Santana - fabulous rolling musical travelling.
 
As I closed my eyes, out of tiredness, and the lullying sleep that overcomes me when Jazz is played; I realised that the audience were basically musical geeks. More than anything Jazz seems to be on the edges of the overt techie dream: using all manner of esoteric and unusual musical components to become as inventive as possible.
 
Music is like the restaurant sector: the fast food chains surface pop; the little bistros handle the classical. But Jazz is out on a limb: maybe the equivalent to having a picnic. It is more like a sport/pastime than a profession. I think that this is a man's game though: playing around with gadgets, making noise, and seeing who can do the most intriguing things with the instruments. Hence the geek image.
 
It is all so pretentious, that we worship the ideal of playing discords with chords (it doesn't matter - as long as it sounds interesting), to play off each other (like passing the ball on a rugby field) as a team of players and to give an opportunity to have a solo effort (the man who scores the try is the one celebrated - not the team).
 
It is very macho this medium. You rarely see women Jazz musicians. May be it is because there aren't many women playing rugby either. No doubt about it: Jazz is a Man's game.