A special episode dedicated to Quincy Jones in celebration of his life and journey on his 90th solar return.
A velvety flight, gliding above his most dreamy, cinematic, deeply jazzy, spiritual sounds.
Blue ballades magnificently arranged chase greasy grooves amazingly played to break your soul wide open.
The Parisian years, the hot fire jams with Jimmy Smith, the liberating adventures with Ray Brown.
From an Evening in Paris across Summer in the City, A Taste of Honey, Jook Joint, Jimmy Cookin' on top, Freedom at last,
Gula Matari, The Lost Man, Coming Home.
A celebration of music as a liberating practice.
"Nobody could tell me which tempo to play “Bebop” or “A Night in Tunisia” in.
Nobody could tell me how long I could stay up at night with earphones to check out Dizzy or Bird or Miles solo at the Sherman and Clay Record Store booths.
Music was one thing I could control. It was the one world that offered me my freedom.
When I played music, my nightmares ended. My family problems disappeared.
I didn’t have to search for answers. The answers lay no further than in the bell of my trumpet and my scrawled, penciled scores.
Music made me full, strong, popular, self-reliant, and cool."
Quincy Jones
A special episode dedicated to Quincy Jones in celebration of his life and journey on his 90th solar return.
A velvety flight, gliding above his most dreamy, cinematic, deeply jazzy, spiritual sounds.
Blue ballades magnificently arranged chase greasy grooves amazingly played to break your soul wide open.
The Parisian years, the hot fire jams with Jimmy Smith, the liberating adventures with Ray Brown.
From an Evening in Paris across Summer in the City, A Taste of Honey, Jook Joint, Jimmy Cookin' on top, Freedom at last,
Gula Matari, The Lost Man, Coming Home.
A celebration of music as a liberating practice.
"Nobody could tell me which tempo to play “Bebop” or “A Night in Tunisia” in.
Nobody could tell me how long I could stay up at night with earphones to check out Dizzy or Bird or Miles solo at the Sherman and Clay Record Store booths.
Music was one thing I could control. It was the one world that offered me my freedom.
When I played music, my nightmares ended. My family problems disappeared.
I didn’t have to search for answers. The answers lay no further than in the bell of my trumpet and my scrawled, penciled scores.
Music made me full, strong, popular, self-reliant, and cool."
Quincy Jones