Monday, April 18, 2016


I spent much of last week watching rooms spin.  A condition that was eventually diagnosed as an inner ear blockage made me think I was going to die.  Although every sound louder than a whisper hurt my head, I spent a lot of time thinking about music. 

Assuming I was about to meet my maker, I regretted that I would never hear a handful of recent releases including Tord Gustavsen's What Was Said.  Mostly, however, I rued that I hadn’t spent more of my limited time on earth enjoying the life-affirming recordings made by Bill Basie’s band in the 1930s. 

Now that I’m feeling better, I intend to keep The Complete Decca Recordings in regular rotation for the remainder of my days.

(Original image by Plastic Sax.)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hope you're all better now. You could do a lot worse than pre-war Basie that's for sure. Love Plastic Sax but got to admit that reading your occasional reviews of Thrash Metal concerts makes MY ears ring!