That's The Way I Feel Now A Tribute to Thelonious Monk 1984
When it comes to certain things about Jazz, everyone knows I'm worse than a Taliban fundamentalist: I don't ac(c)cept - unlike the executioner - that things aren't the way I say they are.
A drummer?
Peter Erskine.
A bassist?
Jaco Pastorius.
A guitarist?
Pat Metheny.
A saxophonist?
John Coltrane.
A trumpeter?
Miles Davis.
A pianist?
Of course, Telonio!!!

Without him, who never sold a damn thing, there wouldn’t have been the Free jazz of Ornette Coleman & the like (like Braxton); Ray Charles wouldn’t have played the piano with flat fingers, Miles Davis wouldn’t have realized that his long, clean, lunar notes needed something “crooked” rhythmically.

Surely someone here has already talked about this "Tribute" double vinyl (I own it in that form); so, after a quick glance at the Line-Up, whoever - lucky person - hasn’t heard it before should be ashamed and then comply with the listening.

Ps. Okay; Mingus, Parker, Rollins, Hubbard, Evans... and all that stuff were great: but these are GREATER.
And don’t get on my nerves, because I’m like a Furlan driver always pissed off, to quote my favorite sketch from the noble Gioele Dix.