Tag Archives: Keith Jarrett

1975 JAZZ | #10 — #1

#10 GEORGE DUKE — THE AURA WILL PREVAIL  [MPS] This enthralling album has so many styles you run out of fingers. Jazz, of course; it’s George Duke. There is also funk and soul, some progressive rock colours (especially the synth work), a touch of latin… and every permutation implied by the preceding list. It’s a […]

1974 COUNTDOWN | A JAZZ EXCURSION

Although there are a few jazz-rock albums in the main 74 FROM ’74 list, I limited the jazz component to make the selection process more manageable. But here are ten (from the eighty or so) from the VC collection, albums I enjoy greatly. Plenty of variety, both in terms of style and relative fame of […]

1973 COUNTDOWN: #60 — 51

60  RICK WAKEMAN — THE SIX WIVES OF HENRY VIII Classically trained and ambitious in musical vision, Rick Wakeman shot to progressive prominence with Yes. This, his first solo album, takes as its notional concept the astonishing sequence of royal liaisons embarked upon by Henry VIII in his search for a god-given heir. Holy shit, […]

ALBUM COVERS | INSTA EDITION

For reasons I can neither fully comprehend nor explain in any coherent way, I decided a couple of weeks ago to dive into Instagram. Having had a Tumblr account since the dawn of Vinyl Connection I largely ignored the world’s largest image sharing social app, a choice that says much about my ability to pick […]

2016 — THE FIELD OF JAZZ

…Being Part 2 of the Vinyl Connection end-of-year round-up Could this be the 10 days of Jazz Christmas? Not really, just highlights selected from those jazz discs arriving at VC this year, presented in chronological order. * Solar system huge, supernova-hyped. To these ears, pretty disappointing. As someone 1537 times wittier than me observed, those vocals just evoke Star Trek every time. Visit […]

KEITH IN KÖLN

A gentle four note phrase hovers, a small colourful bird on the wing, leading, beckoning, from bush to branch. It is still, early, a breath of dew on the lawn where lines of cut grass betray yesterday’s mowing. The bird trills as the light brightens, slowly at first. The melody becomes more insistent. Then the […]