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Melodies and memories rendered into a most beautiful form
CHRIS SEARLE on Jazz
Jazz pianist Stanely Cowell
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Stanley Cowell
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YOU can hear virtually the entire century of jazz glories in Stanley Cowell’s piano. His lifetime doesn’t quite stretch that far — only three-quarters of that history.
He was born in the city of Toledo, Ohio, in 1941 and met the greatest jazz pianist Art Tatum, a regular visitor to his parents’ house and player of their family piano, when he was six. But his years encompass an extraordinary richness of playing with, and being inspired by, some of the truly epic figures of the music.
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