Listen closely
Jun 14, 2020
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DURING LOCKDOWN, I dusted off my dad’s 1960s record player, a sleek Dansette Regina with a Garrard 3000 turntable. Thankfully there was an old but unused diamond-tipped stylus in the case. Dad has a small but solid collection of LPs, so I’ve listened to Louis Armstrong, His Greatest Years , Volume 4 , the Mills Brothers’ London Rhythm and Earl ‘Fatha’ Hines.
I was raised on jazz, Louis mainly, as well as Count Basie, Duke Ellington and more, and for many years growing up, Dad and I would sit in the soundproof booth of a
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