Tuesday, February 17, 2015

If You Gotta Ask

                             Man, if you gotta ask you'll never know.
                                                       -- Louis Armstrong

A Jazz concert with Dmitri Matheny 

             The older I get, the clearer it becomes that music may be the best way to reach a fundamental and essential place of truth deep within that nothing else can really touch. I appreciate a sweet moment with a Chamber group offering up the Mozart Quintet or an orchestra giving its all with a Tchaikovsky symphony. I love a spirited rendition of the Widor Toccata blasting away on the organ. I'm crazy about Tin Pan Alley songs and Broadway musical scores too. But for an unparalleled sense of liberation and comfort, just give me Jazz. Bill Evans, Thelonius Monk or Oscar Peterson on piano. The horns of Miles Davis and John Coltrane. Benny Goodman's timeless clarinet stylings and Billie Holiday's belting. A special kind of heaven is an afternoon spent in a cozy venue listening to Jazz with other souls who understand the seductive charms and spells of the kind of music that if you have ask what it is, you'll never know. 

Sacred Jazz

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