As a continuation of the weekend drip feed – a post written every weekend to keep the supply of news constant – I am back again with more mid-life existential dilemmas.
This weekend was the weekend of The Jazz Show.
I present The Jazz Show on Harrogate Community Radio (handy link) – a monthly toe-dip in to the world of toots and parps. Something I take great pleasure in helping out with.
See, we are all volunteers at the station and there is a great sense of camaraderie amongst the hosts. We have a Slack Workspace where we can meet up and have a natter. But, I digress; here is The Jazz Show –
I really do dig my Jazz right now – especially the stuff I would not have listened to necessarily a few (five?) years ago – welcome to middle age, I guess
I admit to being a bit out of my comfort zone when it comes to knowing about the artists – but, that is all learnable. I am listening to The Parish News as I type (Kathryn is cooking) and I remember how daunting it was when I was faced with the back catalogue of greats that I struggled to pronounce.
Thankfully the Jazz Show is more of an Anglophone show – the names are mainly American or English; the rare European Jazz act who gets played is well established enough for me to have heard about.
But, when I am presenting The Parish News and presented by a track called ∆Mᵢ⁻¹=−α ∑ Dᵢ[η][ ∑ Fjᵢ[η−1]+Fextᵢ [η⁻¹]] (which incidentally is track 2 on the Windowlicker CD) then I am stumped.
Well, enough of that now.