Weaver of dreams

Today I was, at long last, reunited with Weaver of Dreams, a legendary album by Don Grolnick. I used to listen to this album, and particularly the title song, all the time some 12 years ago, but then the cassette player went out of fashion, the CD is out of print, and I haven’t managed to find an electronic copy anywhere. But just a few weeks ago I found someone in Brooklyn selling a used CD copy, and this morning it showed up in the mail. Sooo sweet! I love the way this guy plays, his phrasing, it’s so corny, yet so straight, no-nonsense, bluesy and jazzy and a little rock-and-roll, and just … nice. If I was a piano player, I’d want to play like him.