Friday, July 25, 2003

let the saxophone burn and sing like the sun, let the drums storm swiftly and call rain to come, let the guitar bend light and move shadows to run, 'cause lordy, the blues got me down but this jazz sounds like fun

the kenny burrell quartet rips jazz to a room of hushed finger snaps while dennis kim hits the page with an anguish of cries and craze... these days are savored well.