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05 November 2010


Fred Stagg

As one who considers himself a reasonably seasoned jazz fan, I have come to the conclusion that appreciation and understanding don't have to share the same bed. I could easily chat up the virtues of Esbjorn Svensson or Miles Davis to anyone willing to listen. Chick Chorea or Sun Ra on the other hand.... The point is, I like what I like. Yes, I an a melody junkie and certain avant garde bits will always elude me. But sometimes it's just a certain ring of Metheny's guitar or Dave Weckl's slightly indulgent intro and pow, sonic heaven.

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