I guess I have pretty varied tastes in music. I’ll listen to some Brooks & Dunn, then in the next hour, it might be Dvorak — or Frank Zappa. But this week I was on something of a soft jazz kick, with such performers as Burt Bacharach. Speaking of that worthy, there is actually a family connection; if you listen to any of Burt’s tunes from about 1960 to 1975 or so, the butter-smooth saxophone notes you hear were played by the guy who was married to my Mom’s cousin.
Sadly, as happens to so many in show business, this guy (I won’t name him) descended into alcoholism, went from playing the sax in Burt Bacharach’s band to selling stereo equipment at K-Mart, and eventually died of liver failure. It’s sad, how show business seems to have that effect on people; it seems some folks just can’t handle fame.
Anyway. I’m no authority on what constitutes smooth jazz, although I think these do,…
