Some good friends and I ventured from Peoria to Bloomington last night to attend the annual WGLT Jazz Masters concert. We were so blown away I could not describe it without writing a lengthly review.
If you like jazz at all, if you are even thinking of hearing a piano trio in your lifetime, catch this one live. It is rather unlikely you will hear anything better in this genre, ever.
I don't know if their CD's capture them well, but I'm going to find out as soon as I can. After last night they will be sucked out for eighty miles around, so I will have to order some. They quickly ran out at the venue.
Bill Evans is long gone, but we have these guys now. As a trio, Evans never had an outfit nearly this good. They are all masters, they all get it, and most rarely they all feel it, all the time. Whew! They are so great as players, after ten years together they still listen to each other play to get off on it, not just to keep up and know when to come in. I mean every second.
I don't mean to confuse here. As for Mr. Charlap as a player, he doesn't sound anything like Bill Evans; he is his own man. Slow or fast, he is fully as intense, at least, as Bill Evans was. That you gotta hear!
Clark in Peoria