ORGANIC HOME GROWN JAZZ:
When I' m home, my local Saturday morning Camarillo farmer's market is where I get most of our veggies. And there's nothing like dropping in at McGrath's farm and picking up a fresh, live head of Lalo Rosso, taking it home, and chowing down with a home made dressing.

It seems I'm developing a taste for a parallel experience in music.

Sunday night I dropped by my friend,  Bob Murphy's elegant, tiny home, a loft overlooking Vancouver's Second Narrows bay. The occasion was a house concert, featuring his friend, Mike Allen, playing tenor sax, and Bob on his 9 foot Yamaha Grand piano. You must believe me, the immediacy, the physical, non -amplified sound was overwhelming in its beauty.

Bob Murphy is a Giant at the piano. From the sweet upper figures, like finch conversations, to the thundering lower register funk passages, no key of his piano goes un-played. Unlike so many virtuoso jazz players he uses silence as punctuation, leaving out notes, particularly in the rhyhmic bass passages, where the "fee fi fo fum" is evident! The effect hits me right in the gut. The thundering giant is in the room!