When tragedy strikes, I always turn to some form of art to console and sustain me. This recording has been a standby for that since I first heard it, shortly after it came out, when I was a teenager wannabe Bill Evans. I'd put the album on, place the needle on the groove where this tune began (improvised on the spot in the studio as I heard it), turn the speakers up loud to get lost in the eternal now of the creative process and let the emotions come.
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Oh, yes! Such a beautiful and deep song. I still have the Everybody Digs Bill Evans album I bought in the early 60's and that particular song is very scratched up.
Another song that has a similar affect on me is a little known piece called The Awakening from a Bud Shank album called NEW GROOVE (1961)on Pacific Jazz (one of the best album he ever made). It's a quintet featuring Carmell Jones on trumpet. And, of course, being a west coast thing, no piano. But an absolutely gorgeous song featuring a beautiful baritone solo by Shank. Over the years I haven't met one person who's ever heard it before which really befuddles me.
you got me man, I don't think I ever heard it either, though it sounds familiar so maybe I did back when I took the West Coast/East Coast Jazz division seriously (I was a teenager, so...
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