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TWILIGHT JAZZ - A GETAWAY IN ITS OWN
By DEANNE CARR
Staff Writer
Sitting in the cool stillness of the home office, I am at the computer with Jazz FM playing behind me. Don Thomson "Moon Walk" and Dr Lonnie Smith "Rise Up" ... I am loving the groove.
Silencing all other sounds I focus on the coolness of what I hear. The piano sporadically interjecting in the midst of a base guitar and colorful drum beats in a procession, carrying the wave of emotion embodied in this liquid realm of eccentric bliss, I call twilight jazz.
Listening to it I am no longer in this slightly chilly room. No longer at the computer staring into the screen before me. I am transported.
Transported to a place of mystery and intrigue. A place that is awe-inspiring and engulfing. I envision a dark intimate club setting where only a meager spotlight shines upon the artists as they work their intrinsic display of enjoyable bliss, while the smoke of a cigarette in the mouth of the guitarist slithers into the still, warm air overhead.
Like a kiss, it just carries me away (the music that is).
Away from my cares, the day that was once before me and all other entanglements of my preoccupied thoughts.
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