Numbers, numbers, so many numbers! Gone from Rio at 88, a nice round number to frame a career, which somehow doesn't seem like the right word, but profession was one I didn't want to use, though he's worthy, it seems too cheap a summary. So career it is, or course or calling or path or pilgrimage. That's the thesaurus for you. And there are so many numbers to choose from that I prefer to limit it to one. Here's something from when he was 72:
This earlier interpretation was released in '76, framed with a long intro before his vocals come in, a method of arrangement I am particularly susceptible to. Here's the alternate take from one of my favorite albums that forgoes the overdub of Getz' second sax solo, though I love both versions:
I could embed so much more, but you'd be better served spinning his vinyl, production of which began in the 50s with singles on 78. The numbers are magic, man!
This earlier interpretation was released in '76, framed with a long intro before his vocals come in, a method of arrangement I am particularly susceptible to. Here's the alternate take from one of my favorite albums that forgoes the overdub of Getz' second sax solo, though I love both versions:
I could embed so much more, but you'd be better served spinning his vinyl, production of which began in the 50s with singles on 78. The numbers are magic, man!
