Bitches Brew - Miles Davis

Have you ever tried to sleep with music on? I do it all the time because it creates interesting subconscious effects that are not really explainable to the conscious mind, as me and you here reading this are currently embedded in. Last year, I would leave on my Steve Reich discography for a few hours and drift in and out of sleep to pulsating minimalistic rhythms. People have often commented on his music's ability to put you in a trance. It defies ordinary conception of time signatures and melodies/harmonies, instead focusing on patterns and variations in said patterns to create a sort of long-term melody. It's something that is not easily explainable, but anybody who has laid down in twilight to Reich's music will understand this.

But enough about Reich. The point being, he is more than a musical artist. Something that I don't have the knowledge to explain transcends from his music. Reich represents this raw feeling, but other artists refine it. Here steps in Miles Davis.

Miles Davis is a well known jazz musician. Some of it, however, I would classify it simply as "Miles Davis" music, not necessarily as the establishment "jazz."

So at around 2:30pm I put on "Bitches Brew" from his same-named album and tried to sleep at a low volume.

It didn't work, at all.

It was the opposite of Reich. Instead of the trance-like pulsations giving me a subconscious body high and melting me into the dream world, Davis's oddities clawed at my subconcious and forced me awake. I tried till 3:30, but I never descended past the first stage of conciousness. His trumpet wouldn't let me. The first song I put on, "Bitches Brew" is here in three parts:

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