...but it's okay, guys, really! It's all for the love of latin jazz, left-hand tumbao, and piano technique that I will never, ever, have even in a million years of practicing eighty-seven hours a day. I'm speaking, of course, about Michel Camilo, who I saw at the Regattabar last night.
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Overheard after the first tune: 'Say, this pianist is pretty good, huh?' )
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Good to hear of your new-rediscovered-found appreciation. I'll have to dig up the montuno I wrote for Groove Writing last year and see if it's even passable, up against Camilo's stuff. Makes me want to scour the iTunes store for Calle 54!
For now, we're dumping the transcriptions and going to the gym. Later!
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