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10-30-2022 02:17 PM
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Originally Posted by Bop Head
I went to the Phil Woods Memorial Concert out in Pennsylvania, and they had some guys that were great technicians, but their playing just left me cold.
Then Houston came limping out, and when he started playing, it was like a warm ray of sunlight flooded the entire auditorium.
Just a magical experience.
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I also loved that woman's voice. It had its own tone that was so pleasing.
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Originally Posted by sgcim
How lucky we are to still have him around.
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I tuned out at 7:50. This chick is arguing about interpretation with one of the great ballad players that ever played any instrument. She is clueless, subliminally arrogant, and is representative of the deep, impassable cultural divide between generations. If she lives to be a 100 y.o., she won't get it. She thinks she has it now.
Marinero
P.S.
Beam me up, Scotty . . . well, you know the rest.
MLast edited by Marinero; 11-02-2022 at 08:42 AM. Reason: spelling
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At least she has neither a problem finding people who play with her …
… nor finding places to perform
And she holds a degree in World History LOL.
LUCY YEGHIAZARYAN | Jazz NYC
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Originally Posted by wintermoon
Phil loved the old cats like Johnny Hodges, Benny Carter, Budd Johnson, Johnny Griffin, Oliver Nelson, and they loved him. HP saved the whole concert for me.
His medium tempo version of "The Very Thought of You" brought tears to my eyes it was so beautiful. I went home and found his recording of it, and wrote a big band arrangement of it, based on HP's version. The cats in the band loved it.
Boulou Ferre solo performance
Today, 04:16 AM in The Players