Sunny sunday afternoon ... and on radio they announced that Tomasz Stanko died today.
From his music I took so much inspiration, like a cozy rebozo women put around their neck when it's becoming fresher in the late evening hour... or maybe like those embracements after a long travel you get from your car, your back aches, you're a littel stiff, but the grandchilds and your daughter come out of the house and all want to to hug you at the same time ... and suddenly the aching falls apart and you feel fresh an young ...
... like this
was is the music of Tomasz Stanko to me. The kind of drink that satisfies the thirst of my soul.
How sad. How sad. Hope eternity rocks him in her finest tune now.
You can imagine - I hear this now while I can't avoid salty water gathers in the corner of my eyes.
I listen to his album "Suspended Nights" atm, a short impression you can get here:
https://vimeo.com/170327614 You may notice his extraodinary expression on this tune, how he drags and aspirates the tones of the trumpet - making it some "talking device".
Here he presents his last recorded album:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rB7GF8KWG4E
