I actually saw this album in a rack in an old music store way back in the early hazy eighties. They had two copies, one used and one that was, barely used. The used one was so bad that the groove had been played out of it, if you follow me. The other had a scratch, so it was a bust. I thought it was a shame really. I had heard a bit of Miles on the radio, late night jazz college radio, and for a buck I had thought to pick up an album.
I missed it.
Since then, it has always been a catch as catch can with a lot of jazz for me. I love a good jazz band playing live. I will on occasion tune in on the radio. With the explosion of electronic media over the past ten years, well, I can get a fix, whenever, and often do. My education and fascination is ongoing..
Right this minute I am listening to All Blues off the album, via digital, on a computer. Not the same as discovering some old jazz albums in the basement of the fraternity house and playing them on the old record player that came with all the fancy shmancy adapters for all speeds of vinyl. That was a cool afternoon way back when. Not nearly as cool as hunting old record stores and having them play some dusty old jazz album, just to catch a listen of something I had never heard before.
Time has accelerated to the point that spending an afternoon, driving around or walking downtown to go through racks and racks of albums to find some obscure jazz recording, maybe catching something new and cool, seems strange. It is that acceleration that leads to seeing nothing fast.
So I keep chillin with Miles. And you know.. I keep listening. It will come round, maybe not today, maybe not for a good long spell, but it will come round..
Go find a groove for the day..