Music
This sizzling production of Ain’t Misbehavin’ is one of those one-of-a kind of experiences that we all long for in the theater.
Now that he’s 70, it’s only right that guitarist John Scofield takes a victory lap with his first solo album.
Even without the new takes, this Rhino reissue would be welcome: Mingus Three is to my mind one of the great trio albums.
The important thing was the collective triumph of the band’s music, in a beautiful venue, with an audience that was alive to their every move.
Jazz Album Review: Catherine Russell’s “Send for Me” — A Deep Dig into the Jazz of the ’30s and ’40s
If you’re a fan of the Great American Songbook, but have grown weary of the warhorses, Send For Me is a treat.
When There Are No Words presents six pieces written between 1936 and 1980 by composers responding (at least seemingly) to contemporaneous political events and situations.
Opalescent’s overriding aspect is celebratory – but from a variety of angles.
Live in Paris: The Radio France Recordings 1983-1984 is an example of solid, appealing late Chet Baker, doing what he did best with standards and the occasional original.
Pianist Jeremy Denk is a sensitive and articulate polymath who can elucidate his ideas about music with wit, humor, and style.
The Gravel Project respects its roots, but its new album demonstrates how a band can honor its influences without being smothered by them.
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