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...label seems to have reinvigorated Jones, who is at his vocal peak on this and the several albums that followed over the next couple of years. He also receives just the right amount of studio support. On "Three's a Crowd," in particular, there is great piano and pedal steel work as well as a judicious use of backup singers. This is exactly the right amount of lushness for Jones - just enough to create atmosphere and not too much to overwhelm him. If you like this period in Jones' career, you should check out "She Thinks I Still Care...
Green, a member of Brown's trio for about five years in the '90s, has gained an admirable reputation himself. His fast octave runs on the piano were demonstrated capably throughout the set, even though he had to warm up slowly from his initial contained exuberance. On Malone part's, he managed to maintain his signature bluesy sound, while recalling the Django Reinhardt recordings of the past...
...human genome project has found that any two people are, genetically speaking, 99.9% identical. And a universal gene that scientists are sure to discover is the one that makes all adult humans regret that they didn't stick with piano lessons. I lasted only a year, when I was 12. This summer, on vacation, I passed a mahogany upright in a hotel lobby, and my fingers itched to open its lid and conjugate the verb "to tinkle." Of course, there was a sign taped to it that read, "Please do not play the piano." No problem. They might as well...
...still occasionally noodle around playing Elizabethan ballads on my soprano recorder. But I do this in private because the recorder hasn't really been a "party" instrument since about 1685--hence my renewed interest in the piano. Just as every sociable grownup should be able to cook at least one tried-and-true meal, shouldn't she be able to play at least one song from memory, just in case she bumps into a baby grand...
...know myself and my schedule well enough to imagine that teacher becoming my own personal Greek god of guilt. So I turn to that famous refuge of the half-assed hobbyist: the Learning Annex, New York City branch. I sign up for a three-hour, $39 course called "Instant Piano for Hopelessly Busy People." It's taught by Martin Moser, a sprightly ragtime fanatic. The course requires only that students be able to read music in the treble clef and be able to point to those notes on a piano keyboard. I'm there...