If you take regular doses of Beauty, Misery afflicts you far less.
I think that all people who choose to watch the carnage (real and psychic) on the eleven o’clock news are ruining their REM sleep, and if the first thing you do in the morning is turn on the radio to hear who is being victimized your breakfast will stick in your throat.
Some may accuse me of being intentionally ignorant of the larger wickednesses and sorrows of the world, but that is not a debate for JAZZ LIVES at this time, in this place.
I awoke this morning with a need for some music — music to prepare breakfast by — and I knew it couldn’t be too assertive. Some mornings I could listen to the Basie band or the Blue Note Jazzmen and it will lift me up above the clouds. Today, those stirring sounds would have been too much.
So I turned — as I often do — to one of the most beautiful CDs I know, or have: John Gill’s Sentimental Serenaders (Stomp Off) performing the songs of Bing Crosby, mostly from 1931-5. That means PLEASE, JUST ONE MORE CHANCE, WHERE THE BLUE OF THE NIGHT MEETS THE GOLD OF THE DAY, DID YOU EVER SEE A DREAM WALKING, RED SAILS IN THE SUNSET, and more. John sings them from deep in his heart, yet with a swing, and he is accompanied by a wonderful, wonderful orchestra.
Here’s some visual evidence (thanks to the tireless SFRaeAnn) of John showing how deeply he understands that music. If you don’t know it, you are taking a chance on missing out on beauty. Wait, I mean Beauty.
May your happiness increase!