Today I found a comment on the last post of this blog by www.jazzfromitaly.splinder.com So intrigued I went to see the blog where the comment came from and I found myself in a moment in one of the shelters the most beautiful I have ever found anywhere.
I always wondered why sites about jazz were always very sad, sterile, full of information but without love, a little 'magazines as well as jazz.
Instead I suggest you go to visit questojazzfromitaly shines where love, passion and sincerity. There is music in the cradle, in the authenticity of the writings of the anonymous signing and organizing the blog with the name of Mr. J. . The pictures are beautiful then as the music that accompanies reading.
can not then not to bump the tribute that Mr. J is that I agree with Nunzio Rotondo with him being one of the greatest trumpet players, or better poets of the trumpet of our jazz.
Do not miss the space dedicated to the great Chet. Come on, hurry up, what are you still doing here? Go to
jazzfromitaly clicking the title of this post and good hearing and good vision. Meanwhile, I felt like going out and playing "Everything happens to me." Max De Aloe
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