My Jazz Story
Published on: 2019-06-25
My Grandpa was a drummer in jazz
ensembles. He would bring his bongos
over when he and grandma came to
dinner and sit on the floor and play for
At 16, in 1919, my grandma borrowed a
red dress and a tube of red lipstick, as
story goes, and
snuck out of the house to listen to jazz
music hall. That’s where she met
Their eyes met across the room and the
rest is history.
I grew up listening to Ella Fitzgerald
Louis Armstrong, Ray Charles and Tony
Bennett from my parents’ collection. My
brother was playing Led Zeppelin in his
bedroom and I played the Beatles,
Chicago, Aretha Franklin and Traffic.
my daughter took up the cello and my
became immersed in classical music.
My jazz tastes run from Bill Evans to
Coltrane to Krall to the dirtiest funk.
I enjoy discovering new music on
and at festivals and from my daughter
I’m excited about the fantastic young
musicians I’ve been hearing at the
jazz society concerts, look forward to
following their careers while they’re
playing in Sac! I’d like to explore the
Northern California jazz scene outside
My House Concert Story
I enjoy the intimacy of house concerts.
been to a few in the Sacramento area
look forward to more.