I’ve been able to see and hear and capture much more music in the last decade than ever before, and I’ve filled notebooks and hard drives all over my apartment with the delicious evidence. But the evening of March 23, 2015, at Mezzrow at 163 West Tenth Street will stand in my memory as almost beyond compare. The generous artist-benefactors are Michael Kanan, piano; Neal Miner, string bass; Greg Ruggiero, guitar. I’ve already written about the music and offered the rest of the evening here and here . Now I think it proper for the music to be allowed to speak for itself, as it did and does so eloquently.
And one more word about my presentation. I suffer from a backlog (it’s not really a problem) where I have recorded more than I could possibly post if I did six blogposts a day. So there are always sessions that I tell myself I must return to. But I realized I was hesitating about posting the final videos from this very special gig . . . and I — as is my habit — asked myself “Why?” and my self answered, “Because when you post these videos, that evening will in some way be over, and that is painful to imagine.” True, but I then realized that keeping this music from you, the JAZZ LIVES audience, was not right. So here we are.
Happily, Michael, Greg, and Neal are making beauty as I write this. And they will continue to do so.
C JAM BLUES:
Neal’s TIME LINE:
I REMEMBER YOU:
DARN THAT DREAM:
Michael’s THE PEARL:
PICK YOURSELF UP:
As I was writing this post, I was watching a gorgeous sunset out of the window above my computer — pink, orange, blue, grey in irregular horizontal stripes that changed shape and hue as I watched. In a matter of minutes, it was gone, and now the sky is blue-black, with only my watercolor recollections remaining. But through the marvels of technology, however you define it, the music Michael, Greg, and Neal made ten weeks ago will remain, fresh, for us. A wonderful thing!
May your happiness increase!