Easily among my top 10 albums of all time. I've been in a musical slump lately...not interested in looking into the depths of my extensive collection. Call it Summertime Blues if you will..then as I was doing my dinner dishes...I had a light bulb moment. AHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Miles will lift me up and redeem me.
I am transformed back in time to NY 1959...sitting in a smokey coffee house in Greenwich Village, wearing a black sweater and a dark slim A-Line skirt. Sipping espresso with a studious looking fella, who's wearing horn rimmed glasses and wearing a worn sports coat..perhaps with leather patches on the elbows. Although he is studious looking he is quite handsome and of course extremely intelligent. We tap our feet to the heavenly strains of Messrs. Davis, Coltrane, Adderly, Kelly, Evans, Cobb and Chambers, sip our joe and smoke..no cares, we are young, carefree and no one has decided that smoking will kill you yet..or if they have, we don't care. The whole scene has a fim noir look, gritty New York, papers blowing down the quiet street late at night.
George "got it" years ago when talking about love and it being all you need. This album is pure and I love it. This particular set was released in 2001, 30 years after it's original release. Phil Spector's "wall of sound" brings it all out front and center and Ringo, Phil Collins, Billy Preston were guest artists. WOW!!
