It’s a pretty quiet evening here in the grand old Midwest, USA. It’s currently 3 degrees out. The dog acts as if he wants to go out, but as soon as the door opens he seems to change his mind very quickly. They’re calling for more snow, and supposedly some major snow is supposed to fall by the end of the month(like we haven’t already gotten enough.)
You know, I complain about the cold and snow but this is what winter was like for me when I was a kid. This was the norm when I was in short pants and Yoda Underoos, folks. There wasn’t this mild winter crap we’ve been dealing with for the last few years. In fact, I think this mild winter has turned us soft around here. All I hear nowadays is “I can’t stand this cold!” “I’m ready for spring!” “I’ve had enough of this cold already!”, and that was all just from me. Everyone else is ten times worse. All I can say is this is winter. Put on an extra sweatshirt and some flannel-lined Chinos and suck it up, buttercup. As far as I’m concerned when it’s 50 degrees in February that tells me the world is falling apart. Global warming, baby. Mild temps in August will be 115 with 90% humidity. We’ll all have to wear 50 lb oxygen tanks and masks when we want to go out and check the mail. Hell, they’re already doing that in Los Angeles now. I can’t afford oxygen tanks, people. I’ll just take this crazy cold winter, thank you very much. Reminds me of my childhood winters. I’m good with that.
I’m spinning Joe Henderson’s Page One. This was one of the very first jazz records I bought when I first started collecting vinyl. Between this, McCoy Tyner’s The Real McCoy, and Lee Morgan’s The Sidewinder, these were the Blue Note albums that became my gateway into the world of jazz. Henderson was a smooth tenor sax player that made a kind of cool bop. Latin flavors, mixed with the early 60s hard bop. Very mellow and slick, this album is full of great moments. “Blue Bossa”, “La Mesha”, and the groovy “Jinrikisha” are highlights on this record, but there isn’t a misstep to be found. The aforementioned McCoy Tyner plays piano, and along with Kenny Dorham on trumpet, Butch Warren on bass, and Pete La Roca on drums this is a session at Van Gelder Studio in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey that will remain a highlight in Blue Note’s history. For my money, there isn’t a recording engineer as talented and influential as Rudy Van Gelder. His albums in the 50s and 60s sound as good now as anything that’s come out in the last 50 years. Simply genius he is.
Okay, that’s it. G’night.