Do you have your own opinion about Ken Burns’ movies about jazz history? Here is one by Chris Kelsey: “Eight years or however long its been since that mutha uckin’ abomination known as Ken Burns’ Jazz first hit the airwaves, I finally watched the notorious “Episode 10: A Masturbation … I mean, A Masterpiece by Midnight,” wherein Burns and his jolly crew of self-serving revisionist idiots Branford, Crouch and Cuscuna, et al tell the bogus tale of how jazz was murdered in the ‘60s and ‘70s by craven fusioneers and face-painted avant-gardists, and how it was resurrected by … well, by implication, the self-serving revisionist idiots themselves, and by direct attribution, their faux folksy fabulist trumpet-playing sock puppet, Wynton Learson Marsalis.” Read his full shaking but mostly true article “It’s Never Too Late to Have Your Soul Crushed by Some Guy with a Huge Grant From General Motors (Wait, GM Went Bankrupt? It was Probably Cecil Taylor’s Fault)”.






