I don’t come from the tradition of presents under a tree, but it’s always lovely to be surprised by something delightful. Although what follows needs no unwrapping, I know you’ll enjoy it. Explication follows:
Your ears will tell you what — easy unaffected swing in the best Ruby Braff / Scott Hamilton manner, improvisations on a song that no one plays anymore (Vic Dickenson loved it). But who are these youthful masters? Guillermo Perata, cornet; Guido Baucia, tenor saxophone; Fili Savloff, guitar; Diego Rodríguez, string bass; Eloy Michelini, drums. And this was recorded in Buenos Aires a mere four days ago, on December 21. Dee-lightful, to quote Louis.
I can’t take any credit here: my friend Julio Schwarz Andrade laid the good sounds on me this very morning via Facebook. Bless him, and bless these fellows. And a personal / sentimental note: I heard this song in my childhood from my father, born in 1915. He’s no longer in this neighborhood, but I think he would have been pleased by this rendition and would have sung along. And tomorrow, the 26th, was his birthday. So there’s a lovely long tangled skein of father-son love and memory along with the music. As it should be, perhaps.
Theme music for my own sentimental journey, and maybe one of yours:
The two other creators in this video are Natalio Sued, tenor saxophone; Luri Molina, string bass. What splendid music!
And the cyber-details so essential these days: here‘s Guillermo’s Facebook page, and here‘s his YouTube channel, to which I’ve subscribed. I always have room in my heart for lyrical melodic swing like this.
May your happiness increase!