(Met Arsalan Ziazie at LACMA, an LA-based Iranian writer, while the Greg Reitan Trio is on break for their second set.
In this very short moment, his hat - aside from both of us appreciating jazz music,
became our unifying factor to start a short conversation.
Arsalan is a very friendly, joyous person who frequents LACMA, a common habit among artists & writers in this part of LA.
I find Arsalan a very dignified person. With a sense of humor, he obliged me to take a few snapshots of him.
Below are the few lines he wrote while enjoying the music of John Coltrane played by the jazz group Greg Reitan Trio.
I'm going to meet Arsalan again, over a cup of coffee, at LACMA, or in Tehran, who knows?
and talk about jazz music, art, culture and
the Iranian revolution)
Jazz is perhaps the rhythm
neurons in our brain
dance to
Amused, they connect
in a thousand way
(through the masterful
pounding on the keys,
artful plucking of the bass,
harmonic beatings on the drum
of Greg Reitan Trio)
and through the bars of the rhyme
reach the magnificent phrasings
of John Coltrane's soul.
