Friday, 16 March 2012

Oscar Peterson

On holiday from college in 1975 I caught some late night TV programmes which I remember as being made in Canada and called Night Train. The piano playing was clearly jazz, but never obscure, and therefore like no jazz piano I'd ever knowingly heard. Returning to Ambleside (Cumbria, UK), for the autumn term I dashed to Fred Holdsworth's bookshop with some birthday money and bought The Trio Live. I played it semi-secretly because it wasn't like anything else I or my friends liked. Or thought we liked. Or admitted to liking.



One thousand years later the vynil's worn out, but mp3 versions are always nearby and the tunes are still amongst the music I listen to most frequently.