Title: Keyboard Monster
Product review: I used to think Joanne Brakeen was the musical inheritor of Bill Evans, which would be enough of an accomplishment, right? Well, its gone much further than that. Listen carefully to this CD and you will hear traces of all the great players --a little Art Tatum, a few bars of what I would swear was James P. Johnson, some Monk, here a little Red Garland, there a trace of Bud Powell (more than a trace, actually), and none of her playing is derivitive - it's all taken further than where it started. And, in addition to a strong sense of time, theres all the melody you might want. This stuff is lyric, a big relief from the very hard bop pianists (know who I mean?) who arn't having fun unless the music is jarring.
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