London Rain is available in print, and on kindle (free download til tomorrow). I like it. It’s a novella, or a fragment, or a shard or a novel. It’s the first three Bill Evans chords of a novel.
Imagine you’re walking down a staircase in an apartment building and you get a glimpse through a door which is ajar, and the fleeting image of the people inside tells you they’re cool and you wish you could get to know them, maybe there’s music playing, they seem to have a purpose, they’re talking, drinking wine, then the door shuts, and you never really find out because it’s not your apartment block and you never return.
It’s that sort of novel.
I play saxophone, not at all well, but I enjoy playing. I play in bands, busk, jam. Before I played sax, I played guitar. And always I’ve enjoy listening to musicians: John Coltrane, Neil Young, Roland Kirk; musicians who just play themselves.
But my favourite musicians are pianists Mike Nock and Bill Evans. I gave up playing guitar because I couldn’t play guitar like like Bill Evans played piano, and I tried, I really did.
If I could name one song, one chorus, even one bar of music, as my favourite moment in music it’d be the opening chords to Love for Sale by the Miles Davis Quintet, played by Bill Evans.
The economy and fire in his playing is just breathtaking
Miles Davis said the Kind of Blue sessions were the best Bill Evans ever played, and I think he was right.