"What ever truth drops on it eventually grinds to a powder"
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A great band can take any tune and make it swing; Blakey is warning that the machinery of public life can do the opposite to truth. "What ever truth drops on it eventually grinds to a powder" sounds like a drummer talking about time: relentless, mechanical, impossible to argue with. The "it" is left deliberately vague, which is the point. You can read it as the press cycle, bureaucracy, the music business, American politics, even the ego. Whatever platform you land on, the gears keep turning, and nuance gets pulverized into something easy to package.
Blakey came up in a mid-century ecosystem where Black artists watched their work get filtered through gatekeepers: club owners, labels, critics, radio programmers. Truth in that world wasn't just a philosophical ideal; it was lived experience - who gets credited, who gets paid, whose story gets told straight. The line carries the fatigue of someone who has seen sincerity converted into talking points, then into marketing copy, then into gossip. Powder is what remains when something solid has been processed past recognition.
There’s also a sly self-awareness in it. Jazz thrives on grinding material down - standards become raw matter for improvisation. Blakey’s genius was to turn pressure into propulsion. The subtext is bitter and practical: systems will abrade what you drop into them, so if you care about truth, you either protect it, or you learn to play through the noise without letting the groove become a lie.
Blakey came up in a mid-century ecosystem where Black artists watched their work get filtered through gatekeepers: club owners, labels, critics, radio programmers. Truth in that world wasn't just a philosophical ideal; it was lived experience - who gets credited, who gets paid, whose story gets told straight. The line carries the fatigue of someone who has seen sincerity converted into talking points, then into marketing copy, then into gossip. Powder is what remains when something solid has been processed past recognition.
There’s also a sly self-awareness in it. Jazz thrives on grinding material down - standards become raw matter for improvisation. Blakey’s genius was to turn pressure into propulsion. The subtext is bitter and practical: systems will abrade what you drop into them, so if you care about truth, you either protect it, or you learn to play through the noise without letting the groove become a lie.
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