Herman,
It may be that it simply has no allure for you, that can always happen.
But, when I go into my, fantasy world of music, with an almost meditative state, I can smell the liquor, hear other people around me, and simply believe that I'm in that club at 2:00am.
The songs, "When October Comes" a masterful poem by Johhny Mercer, that his wife found in his desk after he'd died, then wrote to Barry and asked if he'd put a melody to it...sort of captures my imagination.
"Big City Blues" a duet with Mel Tormé, the duet with Sarah, Mundell Lowe, and Gerry Mulligan playing riffs...I simply love it...but KNOW that not everyone will.
I go through periods of love with it...then put it on the shelf for months, then drag out and meditate to music...I love it, Herm.
Good listening,
Larry
It may be that it simply has no allure for you, that can always happen.
But, when I go into my, fantasy world of music, with an almost meditative state, I can smell the liquor, hear other people around me, and simply believe that I'm in that club at 2:00am.
The songs, "When October Comes" a masterful poem by Johhny Mercer, that his wife found in his desk after he'd died, then wrote to Barry and asked if he'd put a melody to it...sort of captures my imagination.
"Big City Blues" a duet with Mel Tormé, the duet with Sarah, Mundell Lowe, and Gerry Mulligan playing riffs...I simply love it...but KNOW that not everyone will.
I go through periods of love with it...then put it on the shelf for months, then drag out and meditate to music...I love it, Herm.
Good listening,
Larry