One of my favorites from the Hot Sevens. Recently arrived as part of a mix-CD gift from my friend Hozan Alan Senauke (of Berkeley Zen Center and Clear View Project). I had it playing this week when my friend Cat was over for tea, and we both looked at each other with a little jolt of recognition at the final, extra-long, lovely solo on this record, though I couldn’t remember the name of the song.
Last month, while Alan was over’ our place for our Working for Liberation retreat at the Fools (can’t believe I still haven’t written a full piece about that . . . dang), he noticed the two posters hanging in my room: one of Louis Armstrong and one of Billie Holiday. And so he offered to make me a mix.
Jazz of this calibre is what made me first fall in love with music, for real. It wasn’t until high school that I started staying up late into the night, listening to the same album over and over, letting it soak in. I can still practically sing along to the entirety of Kind of Blue.
Much gratitude to Alan, a musician at the mind- heart- body- and community- level.
Happy Wednesday, y’all!
Finally taking the time to make it to your blog and do some reading. What a bright bodhisattva you are! I’m loving reading your posts, and had to comment on the zippy-ness and wonderful sounding track you posted – makes me want to grab my Louie and Ella and all that genre of music off the shelf! Thanks for the reminder of how much I too, love music from that era!
Peace to you, and thanks for taking the time to blog! You’re so inspiring!
Aw, Jeanie! A marathon runner calling me inspiring? Garsh. :)
Thank you so much for stopping by and sayin hi! Hope you had fun dusting off your jazz collection. A big hug from Fools’ Court.