I think 'Horace Silver' was actually the first live jazz group I ever heard back when I was a kid in St. Louis. So along with most players of my generation, I have a real affection for the music of 'Horace Silver.'
I have pretty ecumenical tastes. I'm interested in a lot of different kinds of music, so I don't listen with a jaundiced ear to music because it's in a certain category, whether it's country or opera or hip-hop or bebop or whatever it is.
Well, it wasn't a holiday, but I had expected to do some sightseeing when I went to Haiti to film a series called 'True Horror' for Discovery. Before I arrived, our film crew were kidnapped and held at knifepoint.
From 1971 onwards, the Memorial Day holiday was officially observed on the last Monday in May and became the unofficial start of the summer, with barbecues, blockbuster movie openings and mattress sales.
I have been steadily exchanging a rock audience who were nervous about what they had just bought for a jazz audience who not only were happy with their purchase, but are increasingly coming again.
Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?
there's no harm in hoping for the best as long as you're prepared for the worst.
All these mirrors carnival distortions of selves we never were.
After a breath and before another, there's plenty of time to rest.
poems open doors; that don't even exist.
Jacksonville has four seasons: winter, spring, summer, and football.
Behind every successful woman, there's a big prick.
I only go birdwatching during mating season. I'm a pornithologist.
Perspective seasons meaning with sprinkles of time.
This is the best thing that could've happened for the 2011 season - Bolt losing like this and having to go away.
This year, I feel strong. I'm looking forward to having my best season in the last few years.
Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.
This season, over eight productions, I am presenting four young tenors.
We can't keep playing catch up as we have done for every season I've been here.
But, in the end, a kiss is just a kiss; I have no time for love, or seasoned lips.
But so far I have the feeling that the chances are there to repeat last year's season.
