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A little bit time of Jazz

It has been a long time since I bought my last Jazz CD either in the shop or online.
I use spotify which is, to be honest, very convenient. All you need to do is to type any title of the recording or the musician into the search engine and click the result then you can listen to the Jazz. It is truly easy and handy but for me, Jazz suddenly become less interesting and it losses it's mystery once you can get it anytime anywhere as long as you have wifi.

From 20's to 50's, before LP was invented, the only way to listen to Jazz is to go to the concert. Live music combining with people's noise and the heat of human, every concert is an unique experience and of course I never have a chance to go back to the 50's to see John Coltrane or Miles Davis or anyone of them blow in front of me, I wish I could.

Well, after LP published to the mass, everyone can listen to Jazz at home, alone and private. It seems to be a scare moment to listen to the Jazz. Putting the needle on the record with some noise from the machine, you can only listen to one song on one record, repeating and repeating. Just like preforming some kind of ceremony, Jazz become the central of the time and we enjoy it with respect.

I don't know since when that Jazz has become only the back ground music, for me, it was the summer of 2008, when I chose to cross the sea to come to UK, everything was so fast that I have to left my hobby of listening to Jazz behind me like Jazz itself has become the history to be admired and studied but no longer exists at present time.

So maybe that's why when I decided to turn on the Jazz from my file, and started to listen to it, I feel that I wasn't at present time but some afternoon in the past when I could still sit next to my stereo and think of nothing about the future but just enjoy the time of Jazz with the sunshine and breeze spreaded all over my face.

Is it life or myself couldn't keep this moment? Or it is what gonna happen when you enter into the modern society where everything is in a hurry and you somehow make yourself feel panic if you feel like to have a little bit time of Jazz, either in the morning or evening?

I am not sure, but when I listen to Coltrane's "Lush Life", I felt that only when I can listen to it without rushing myself to do something else at the same time, the 13minutes 55 seconds of the melody in my life can be luxurious for me.

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