Caryes. As a mandatory bow to the Jazz Workshop enthusiasts, Lorry Coryell is in down.
Sanders. I took some of my own medicine this weekend and journeyed to see Pharoah Sanders at the Workshop. Ugh. The Pharoah realty scalped me. He played for about half of the hour-long set and when he did, he was confusing at best. Throughout the most ludicrous portions of the concerts, when Pharoah was shreiking beyond belief, positively driving everybody up the walls, the woman next to me was smiling cheerfully, apparently pleased by his sax turned pneumatic drill. At the end of one incredibly excruciating stretch I asked her how she did it. She turned toward me dumbly and extracted two plugs of cotton from her ears. I guess some people come better prepared than others. Albums. By the way, some Blue note re-release albums that WBUR has been featuring in the last few nights definitely merit listening to. Particularly enjoyable is some of the Lee Morgan stuff. The Trans and Chambers outs sound a little too light for me, but they are definitely needed to complete the collection.
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