A long song filled with woodwind instruments. Chimes tinkling in the background, and the oboe and clarinet playfully perform against each other. Then it changes tone and turns menacing when the drums come in. Other instruments join and create chaos but then the song’s tone changes again and creates a jaunty atmosphere that continues until the end. Listening to this, I can imagine Basquiat himself walking around New York and making art while this song plays. After reading the title of the song, I searched for “Basquiat” and “silk blue” and I discovered that Basquiat often created art with a blue and red color scheme.
Lastly, is the title a play on the song, Black is the Color of my True Love’s Hair?