Okay, it's been ages since I've posted. I haven't been as diligent in my concert going or my arts consumption as I usually am, and then took off for India for a month.
I come back to find the Montreal Jazz Fest at my doorstep, a nonstop carnival of fantastic delights, ranging from mindblowing to head scratching. I saw quite a few wonderful things, but the toast of the festival is Ahmad Jamal. This free jazz legend, keyboard player extrodinaire, has ruined jazz music for me. I kid you not. I have see the mountain and nothing will be good ever after. To put it simply, on his 80th birthday, Mr. Jamal delivered what is the best jazz quartet I can ever expect to spend an evening with. There isn't much else to say. He was modest in speech but warm and delighted in his own band. The drummer had the fastest, smoothest hands that awed us all (two drummers were with me).
I can't comment much further than that. If you have the opportunity to see Mr. Jamal, by all means, do not pass go without paying $50 and see his show.
