SerendipitySo I mentioned that I was taking a jazz piano workshop this weekend, right? Well, the first phone call I get this morning when I come into the office is from an old friend from California. Her mom, who lives in Albuquerque, wants to get rid of her piano and thought of me! Just when I was wondering how I was ever going to practice!
The workshop was a bit hard to follow; it's been so long since I've played and my theory has about 25 years of dust on it. But it was good to be there anyway, to get back into the language of music, and to learn some of the jazz techniques: rhythm, tri-tone substitutions, and whole tone, chromatic, and harmonic minor scales. I should probably take a few lessons, but I think I'll start with just getting my hands on the piano; playing with scales; learning to relate to chord progressions, etc. Then see where it goes.
Later that evening I went to the teacher's performance. It was amazing. There's just nothing better than live jazz in my opinion. It moves the kundalini like nothing else--and all you have to do is listen! No breath of fire, no spine flex, no pain! I highly recommend this guys new album: Kevin Hays The Dreamer. Brilliant!