Not all battles are fought with a sword
I got a very nice e-mail today from someone who attended last night. She and her husband had been at things like anti-Vietnam War rallies in the Bay Area in the 60’s where people sang these songs. It’s all sort of distant and “academic” to me, so it’s cool hearing from someone with direct experience of those events. Hooray!
And WeatherGirl said nice things too, but I’m not convinced she’s an unbiased observer :-).
No tag for this post.Dad is a major league groupie of the jazz scene in NW Arkansas, and one of the stars of that universe is Claudia Burson, who plays a mean jazz piano. She’s finally recorded a proper studio CD, and he of course had to give out lots of copies for Xmas. I’ve not listened to it carefully on its own, but several tracks from it came up in the huge iTunes shuffle of new Xmas music, and I must say that’s it’s a really nice little recording. Nothing ground breaking (this is all stuff that people like Bill Evans did 40 years ago), but nice, smooth work that’s a pleasure to listen to. And it’s a document of a real, live local music scene of the sort that is way too uncommon these days.
Currently listening to “East of the sun” from Claudia Burson’s My foolish heart. Ain’t that a surprise?
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