Dad died a year and a half ago. Gee I miss him. I was very fortunate to have him for so long; he was 85. I saw Fathers Day mentioned today, so when I got a chance to kick back this evening, I went to listen to the stuff he listened to. I was never musical much, though I enjoy singing in church. I also was never much into pop music. Not rock and roll, either. I was a jazz fan, because Dad was a jazz fan. We lived within radio range of the public radio station at the University of Tennessee, and they played jazz in the evenings beginning shortly before my bedtime.
I still have some of Dad’s favorites on real honest vinyl, but since we moved to new digs in February I have not found the time to set up the turntable. So here is a Youtube link to one of our favorites. Bossa nova. Enjoy; this is Stan Getz on saxophone, but the thing that makes the album shine is the fabulous guitar of Charlie Byrd.... [Read More]