I once fell in love of a beautiful woman from South America, she was very different from any other woman I've met before and the first and only woman I've ever love. I knew she was trouble but I fell for her.. I guess I couldn't do anything about it, I was doomed from the very first moment I saw her. We spent together a whole year, trying to live each day to the fullest and at the end she went back home and now she is the wife of another man.. it didn't end well for me but I've learned to live my life without her. One of the hardest things to do in life is to let go and that's what I've done. Hopefully one day I can meet the right woman for me. Only time and destiny will tell.
I was about 17 the first time I heard this, on an album in the early 90's. Instantly mesmerized! Ain't nuthin changed. Even more hypnotized every time I listen to it.
From the Village Vanguard in Manhattan. You still walk by there today and it's a rough looking, unassuming sign and entrance, you'd never know such rich history came from that very spot. Every time I hear this or any of Evans music from the Vanguard, I think of nights in NYC.
From time to time, whenever I feel the need to reach for humanity in my inner self, I listen to this album, and let myself be overwhelmed by warmth, sadness and that lump on the back of my throat, all followed by goosebumps and sheer joy for being able to witness such a marvellous display of brilliance and talent from the best jazz trio ever to exist...