In 1990 my family moved to Chicago. I had just turned 6, and for my birthday I had gotten my first clock/radio. When we’d drive around in the car, my mom would always have on WNUA 95.5, which is the local jazz station, so I naturally tuned to it on my own radio at night. It was then when I discovered Miles Davis. When he died, WNUA played a few of his albums in their entirety at midnight for about a week, and I stayed up and recorded them off the radio. They played things like E.S.P. and of course Kind of Blue, which are everyone’s beautiful favorites, but then they did Bitches Brew and I remember thinking it was what alien music must be like. Instant life-long favorite.
Anyways, happy birthday Miles.
*also, here’s “Corrado”, my super-ultra favorite from the Complete Bitches Brew Sessions
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