Jazz, And All That On Black Radio

I don’t listen to as much jazz as I’d like to or should. Perhaps because it’s a very involving music. At least for me it is. It makes me sit up and listen with an alertness that I don’t always display for most other genres – there just seems to be so much going on….

Floydian Delight

I was 16 when I first heard Pink Floyd. I had heard of them and read about them before, of course – about how strange, other-worldly and even disturbing their sound was at the time they landed on the musical stage. And here I was, well over a decade after their heyday, feeling how strange,…

The Note Resurrected

This attempt at explaining my disappearance from this blog should’ve appeared much earlier. The only reason it didn’t is that I kept thinking I’ll be back soon. ‘Soon’ has now been quite a few weeks. I’ve kept away, for the major part, due to the excitement of a new venture that I’ve partnered with a…