In very timely fashion, a couple of readers informed me of a problem with the link to today’s post “Tricotism”, which didn’t seem to be taking people to the bulk of the piece after the initial teaser. I wasn’t sure at first what they meant, the problem being that I don’t receive the posts, so I don’t know what the whole process looks like. At any rate, I think I figured it out and fixed it. I somehow “mis-published” – after clicking on “publish”, which sends out the notice, I inadvertently closed something I shouldn’t have, which somehow disabled the link. People tell me it seems to be working now and I’ve checked, it is.
You would think after posting well over a hundred of these pieces, I would have the whole thing down by now, but no……..there are still probably dozens of cyber-goofs I haven’t stumbled upon to date, including some that haven’t even been dreamed up yet. I’d like to say it won’t happen again, but leave it to me….
Anyway, sorry for the inconvenience and thanks for your continued readership and support.
P.S. In today’s comments, the wonderful drummer Morgan Freeman asked, “The name though! What or who or where is a Tricotism?” I wondered the same thing when writing about it, and tried looking up the word in several authoritative dictionaries, but apparently it doesn’t exist, it was a product of Oscar Pettiford’s imagination, a made-up big word. Unlike Thelonious Monk’s piece “Epistrophy”, which is actually named after a word with two meanings. A botanical one, as in “the reversion of an abnormal form to the normal one, as when the cut-leafed beech reverts to the normal type.” And a linguistic one, as in “the repetition of a word or expression at the end of successive phrases, clauses, sentences, or verses especially for rhetorical or poetic effect (as Lincoln’s “of the people, by the people, for the people”.)
And they said Monk was crazy, and that Yogi Berra talked funny….
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