I recently came across a record by 1960s Episcopal priest and jazz musician Robert Owen.
We are flakes of snow; we are notes vanishing in the air.
Take & Read: American religious history
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On Saturdays at First Presbyterian, the congregants know good jazz when they hear it. But the event is first of all a church service.
Bella Ciao, by Barbez
In the digital age, music albums are often seen as quaint, obsolete. Yet a well-crafted collection of songs often carries with it a narrative arc, even when the compositions lack words.
Like millions of others, I was a devoted Dave Brubeck fan—ever since I first heard his music in the 1950s.