Some tracks from
Bossa Antigua (Paul Desmond). I like these up until whenever it crosses my mind that the percussion in one or two of the tracks, say
O Gato, sounds almost exactly like the recurring motif of
Briony's typewriter that pops up in the opening credits of the film Atonement.
Then of course I can’t hear anything else and so have to move on, reluctantly because Desmond’s phrasing is so right; the blues cousin of bossa nova definitely turned up for the session. Bossa was around for awhile before the Antigua album came out, so I guess Desmond had time to noodle around and make it his own for these takes.
Gotta love samba for ambience of a summer afternoon, but right now at the very least I need to find something with “a different drummer”, no offense to Connie Kay. Maybe having the thing in vinyl and hearing it the room instead of through these terrible earbuds would help.
But enough whining. I’m going to start an iPod touch replacement fund and put in 25c every time I whine about something trivial. At least maybe I’ll cure my attitude problem even if I only get to fifty bucks before the first frost.