Pat Metheny
The First Circle

This is a "customized review." I'm not a music expert, I can't even play a doorbell, but music is always with me, and I'm a jazz researcher.
To my ears, jazz is full of people filling records with aimless solos, but amidst it all, there are incredible gems, which become the most beautiful music in the world. These are the pieces with a clear musical motif, with a beginning and an end, so to speak.
Borrowing the words of Calvino in "Invisible Cities," you have to enter a book, take a few tours, but then leave. That's the same rule I apply to music, and this track is one of the most beautiful jazz pieces I've fished out.
I've known it since 1988, and I've never grown tired of listening to it. It has a clear, beautiful direction and the most beautiful piano solo I've ever listened to. It was played by the late Lyle Mays, Pat Metheny's favorite pianist.
I consider this piece the progenitor of many others: music that's hard to enter, one you only understand by the fifth listen, but which never leaves you once you do.
I will only review pieces like this, which are my music, which I listen to a lot (whole trips made almost just for it and in the company of only a camera), which I love accompanying all my days and continue to listen to.