It was Sunday afternoon and Jazz at Chautauqua had ended. Guests had flown to their cars, hoping to get a head start on the long drive home. The staff at the Athenaeum Hotel was putting the place back together, rolling tables back into storage, tidying up. I was waiting with a group of musicians for the bus that would take us to Buffalo Airport.
Suddenly I became aware of spirited piano playing. That in itself wouldn’t have been exceptional, for the party featured Keith Ingham, John Sheridan, Mike Greensill, Ehud Asherie, and Rossano Sportiello. But the playing was coming from the piano in the hotel parlor — a romping rendition of ALL GOD’S CHILLUN GOT RHYTHM. It sounded like Rossano. But no, like Ehud. I got up (drawn magnetically by spirited improvisation) and went to investigate.
Just for fun, Ehud and Rossano were playing four hands (sometimes three), with magnificent results — not only in their own brilliant solos, but in their inspired teamwork. Here’s the portion of ALL GOD’S CHILLUN that I captured for posterity:
If any of my readers have CD companies of their own, I suggest that this is the idea of the decade . . . . !