Atlanta fashion's groovin' SWING

Cavorting around all over Atlanta neighborhoods can be a whole lot of fun. In this beautiful time of the year one of the real good times is watching the very fetching sophisticated new fashions showing up. There is nothing quite like having some grand fun experiences enjoying the spots in Atlanta's Buckhead and Midtown places especially. Good seafood, really creatively offered steaks and listening to some elegant jazz sounds from singers like Mr. Frank Sinatra and Mr. Tony Bennett are so appetizing during this shiny, so sparkling season of the year. The so heady and fantastic delightfulness of invigorating Atlanta fashion good time scenes can be so packed full of fun. This vivacious urban big wonderland called Atlanta is still swinging, just like the scat singing of the immortal, Ella F.

Atlanta, UGA, Sinatra, Fashion, Good Life

Today, the one known as me got back into the jazz life's somewhat mainstream. I got really happy listening to the beautiful chords of the great tenor saxophone men, the immortal John Coltrane and Stan Getz, the ballad master musical painter. The sexy, sleek magnifico tenor sounds were so wrapped up in a pulsing, pleasing passionate package that it was a walk on the great side, a monumental trip into the delicious world of musical art. Also, I got into listening to the timeless fascinating totality of sound that is the elegant artist Mr. Sinatra of the famed whoop it so high NYC area and of course a conveyor of good times just about all over this big land. Also, it hit me how cool and at times scalding hot music can so heavily influence the fashion world. It is amazing how many times, the power folks in the design world came up with joltin' just right clothing looks because of the highly influential conundrum that is the sparkling set of musical libations coming from the total tonic musical magic that is blues, jazz, gospel and the like. When I was a young guy I got a kick watching the wistful quickly changing bright colors of good fashion over at the University of Georgia, but then later when I came to the wowee land of metro Atlanta I was also knocked out by the great total look fashions of this so cool, boppin' and invigorating place. Let's all have super good times today. To paraphrase old Rabelais, enjoy man, enjoy.

Powerhouse piano, glory gospel, shiny jazz

Big pulsating chords coming from a good piano soul...well they're so powerful so stirring, getting your heart smiling like you were a little kid again. It is interesting if you really get yourself into it, how the sleek overwhelming drive of so much good piano jazz is so incredibly gospel-based. Last night I was digging the punctuating lusty sounds of one fine keyboard man, the wise one named Junior Mance. He was backed by the marvelous Ron Carter on the bass and Mickey Roker on drums. The sound was so provocative, so kickin' and truly right. The sound of strong gospel pops up in the straight ahead classic work of moderns also like the powerhouse himself, the famed Art Blakey on drums. His gospel is that of a man who knows how to fire the musical strongman cars up really smokin' and sensually vivid. When a soul hears Blakey on the drums along with the soaring master, Mr. Freddie Hubbard on the trumpet and the total sax man Mr. Wayne Shorter on his bossman tenor then buddy all is so right on with this great big wild man music world of ours. Atlanta has so many good sounds and one fine thing is the fact men and women of the south know how to really get it together in their enjoyment of true strong music with its overtones of blues and big gospel and the mesmerizing sphere that is the song of the wild, yes man I'm speaking of jazz.