As a kid in the 60's, I'd could wake up on an Saturday morning to his Easy Living LP(or Gerry Mulligan's What Is There To Say?). Mom would enjoy his music as she prepared breakfast; usually the smell from pancakes sizzling on a griddle, and bacon frying next to it...ok, ok you get the picture. That was an important time for me, I was being exposed to Jazz, the music that my parents liked. Moments ago, I listened to Mr. Desmond play on Bossa Antigua, the pitch and tone coming out of his horn was indescribably sweet, it was euphoric.
Jazz music has been the greatest influence on my listening choices. Does anyone remember one of my favorites: A Child's Introduction to JAZZ as narrated by CANNONBALL ADDERLEY?