
I think I've been infected, but I like this sickness. I wish it would have happened earlier--much earlier. Sure, I was exposed to the stuff for a while, but only recently has it really had an effect. As a kid, my parents would play a little for me. They'd try to explain how wonderful it was, but it didn't sound like any of the stuff I wanted to hear. After all, did any of those old folks have a hand in creating Thriller? I doubt that! Who wants to listen to all those trumpets anyway?
But now I can't get enough of Duke Ellington, Louis Armstrong, Wes Montgomery, Billy Holiday, Sydney Bechet, Dizzy Gillespie, Django Reinhardt, and whomever else I happen to stumble upon.
Of course there are a lot of contemporary artists that fascinate me. In fact, they are the reason why I started checking out the guys that I mentioned above. Still, it's like there's a century's worth of music I can check out before I have to complain about a lack of good music on the radio. I'd love to listen to some good hip-hop. But until something catches my ear, I'll be sampling a little of this and a little of that.