A past winner of the Mary Lou Williams Piano Competition, Helen Sung knows her way around eighty-eight keys, and after five well-received albums, this NYC residing, Houston, Texas native is bringing her talents to the Concord Music label.
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Creedence Clearwater Revival was a canny name, considering the way the band nudged rock — in a moment when their San Francisco brethren were pushing it further out in the space — back toward its R&B roots.
A fusion band started by teenagers who each went on to make their own mark in jazz and other music forms is bound to forge their own identity by the time they reach their thirties.
This album, Dizzy Gillespie’s first and best for Norman Granz’s Pablo imprint, reaffirms a relationship with bassist Ray Brown that goes back to the mid-1940s. It’s Joe Pass who makes the bigger impression here.
A tireless promoter of Cuban music, Havana-born pianist/composer Roberto Fonseca has worked to increase awareness of the bountiful tradition of Cuban folk and jazz music through his touring with the celebrated Buena Vista Social Club
Featuring some of Sarah Vaughan’s last truly transcendent moments, this pair of 1980 Pablo releases devoted to the work of Duke Ellington reminds us in reissue form what wonders her voice and this material still hold.
I’d argue that these 1963 concerts with McCoy Tyner, Jimmy Garrison and and Elvin Jones are the first thing every emerging John Coltrane fan should experience, after buying all of the tried-and-true essentials.
With song titles like “Galaxy 32 Star 4,” “Portals To Forever” and “Outside Of Space” and a CD cover of Chick Corea striking a Romantic Warrior pose, The Vigil looks to be a Return To Forever kind of Corea album.
A fresh new funky tune with a percolating groove, twisting sax/keyboard lines, and bubbling, tasty jazz guitar licks. That can only mean one thing: The Jeff Lorber Fusion is set to return
Booker T.’s “Father Son Blues” — which, yes, features his talented offspring Ted Jones — opens with a grease-popping organ lick before recapturing a groove familiar to anyone who ever soaked up a Stax Records side back in the day.