@Omahaceleb: it rains on the wet ground..... I'm VERY glad that you are a Methenyan of attentive observance (I don't use the term "fan"....), because I have been one for many years (specifically from '77 to '90, more or less) as well, and I believe I know what kind of emotions and sensations (and joy and happiness and melancholy and...and...and....) Metheny can evoke in a careful music lover willing to follow him. I noticed that elsewhere you mentioned "September 15th." Well, that piece didn't mean much only to you. And to be honest, neither did "It's for you," for me (given the title......). I've seen Metheny live, I believe, eight times across half of Italy since '83, and almost always, I returned home drunk with joy and happiness, aware that I had witnessed something memorable. Even today, I keep special memories of Mestre '83 (the first time - 3 hours of show!!) Rimini '85, Peschiera '87, Udine '89. I had the chance to talk with him several times and also with Steve Rodby. About a decade ago, I also had the opportunity to meet Mark Egan, who I remember as a wonderful person (who loves Eberhard Weber just like I do) and some time ago I exchanged a few words with Dan Gottlieb, whom I consider a great drummer. I've come back to reconsider the figure of the guitarist from Lee Summit after some lackluster and unconvincing trials when "Speaking of Now" came to light, which I consider a work perhaps predictable but in which Metheny mended a tear and a nebulous situation that had, in my opinion, been ongoing for years. The subsequent "The Way Up," in my view, touches on a masterpiece. If you like, I wrote a review of this work right here, on debaser, which can be easily found.
@acqualife: even though you are from Rome and I am a "nordista" (and you know that northerners find Romans a bit bothersome......, but this doesn't apply to me because I'm a contrarian nordista.....), I believe, deep down, that you are a good guy (look at this...) and beyond your "spelling/grammar problems", I believe that a nice, throbbing, and highly positive heart beats in your chest. It's a pity you don't have a nice pair of breasts on that chest.......... . Ahò, a acqua, I'm just kidding!! Got it?! Throughout my life, I have met really a lot of musicians, and we often stopped to exchange a few words (and sometimes I even had some unpleasant little tiffs). I must say that it was MUCH easier with jazz musicians or those derived from jazz than with rock musicians. Some names? Scofield, Joe Pass, Michael Brecker, Manhattan Transfer, Peter Erskine, John McLaughlin, Bill Frisell, Mike Stern, Gary Burton, Makoto Ozone, Bruce Cockburn, Mike Mainieri, Jay Beckenstein from Spyro Gyra, Kenwood Dennard (the drummer of Pastorius), Trilok Gurtu, Jeff Berlin, Al DiMeola, Jan Garbarek, Ralph Towner, Charlie Mariano, Christy Doran (with whom I have been friends for 5 or 6 years)... and another half dozen of others I don't even remember at the moment. This, let it be clear, doesn't mean I've "known" them (except for Doran), but that I had direct dealings with them by talking a little together. That's it. Satisfied, Acqualife?
@Omahaceleb: I know you are even further south than acqualife, and know that should you have ever had doubts about my possible poor "tolerance" for people living from Rome downwards.... well, it simply doesn't exist. I don't distinguish people based on their places of origin, but for what they are worth. Make yourselves heard!! A warm greeting.