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When I first got into Jazz, I considered anything written and produced before, say, 1999 to be "Novelty" Jazz.
So, it was with more than a little surprise that I popped Forgeotten Dreams into the CD player and was amazed to not hear Kenny G covers, but the style of music that had brought me into the Jazz realm. A fantastic album of songs penned by such greats as Zez Confrey, Willie "the Lion" Smith and Rube Bloom. All 19 cuts on this collection of hauntingly beautiful pieces is masterfully performed by the two men Sheridan and Hyman. Both men, performing on identical pianos for this recording, have shown that their 15+ years playing together has really created a unified flow to what they do. There are times when the two pianos are panned seperately into the speakers, so that one can distinguish the parts being play. There are times, particularly in "Finger Buster" when the two partsthough pannedare indistinguishable in a collision of sonic fury.
An absolutely perfect companion for reading and/or writing, this album is certain to please any avid fan of Novelty Piano.
Track Listing: Echo of Spring, Concentration, Morning Air, Finger Buster, In the Dark, Soliloquy, Spring Fever, Southern Charms, Aunt Jemima's Birthday, Dancing Tambourine, Midsummer's Nightmare, Nickel in the Slot, Grandfather's Clock, My Pet, Lace Embroidery, Southern Exposure, Hobson Street Blues, Eye Opener, The Legend of Lonesome Lake(from Adirondack Sketches
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me. If we don't run a review, Alligator Records is going to stop servicing us.
Night Flight opened up a whole new world for me--the blues led me, inevitably, to Basie, who led to Duke, who led to Mingus, who led to Miles, who led to ...