When my friend, K, invited me for a night out at a local jazz bar, I was delighted to go and listen to some live jazz by local musicians as it’s been awhile. It was great listening to their tribute to Sergio Mendes, humming along to some old familiar tunes. What was even better was that, because it’s a really tiny space where you sit up close to the musicians, I could see the expressions of pure joy on the faces on some of the musicians. One in particular, the percussionist, captured my attention throughout the entire evening, because he was so obviously not only in his groove but thoroughly enjoying himself. He had all kinds of bits and bobs he was playing on, from conga and snake drums to triangles and even what looked like a pottery vase!
