JazzBabies, we’re havin’ a heat wave, a tropical heat wave, in San Diego this week. And when it gets this hot and humid, all we want to do is head for a beach, not that we’re diving in, but a walk along the surf can cool a person, too.
My jazz brain often heads to Sonny Rollins at a time like this and today was no exception. I haven’t figured out why yet, but this tune always cools me right off (that and a high-powered fan beside me)… I’ll give Sonny credit for it because he and the boys are more than cool on “St. Thomas.”
I’ve posted this one before because you can never get too much of a good thing, so if you’ve seen it here in the past, you’ll also know that Rollins didn’t write the tune but adapted it from a nursery song his mother sang him, “The Lincolnshire Poacher.” We rarely know where artistic genius of any kind gets its fuel, but in this case a simple song became a jazz classic.
There’s a lesson in there someplace, but I’m too hot to think about it. I just want to listen to the music and sip my icy drink. Go, thou, and do likewise.
Stay cool, Jazzbabies…stay classicly cool.