bécsi börzés turkaszemle, #1

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01. Henry Mancini conducting the first recording of Philadelphia Orchestra Pops: Beaver Valley-’37*
section 1: The River
section 2: Black Snow
02. Don Sebesky, Bob James, Freddie Hubbard, Hubert Laws, Paul Desmond, Joe Farrell, Grover Washington Jr., Milt Jackson, George Benson, Ron Carter, Billy Cobham, Ralph MacDonald, Jackie Cain, Roy Kral & Orchestra: Psalm 150
03. Pharoah Sanders: Upper Egypt
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04. Airto Moreira: Tombo in 7/4
05. Edu Lobo, Marília Medalha e Momento Quatro: Ponteio
06. Flora Purim and Airto: Jump
07. J. T. Meirelles, Chico and Sergio Batera, Salvador, Rubens, Jorge: O Orvalho Vam Caindo
08. Quincy Jones: The Jive Samba
09. Dave Brubeck: Unsquare Dance (from Two Generations of Brubeck)
16:00
10. Jackson Sisters: Miracles
11. Hugo Montenegro: Good Vibrations
12. Eric Gale: De Rabbit
13. Bob James: Westchester Lady
14. Bill Withers: Lovely Day
15. Donny Hathaway: Little Ghetto Boy (Live at the Bitter End, New York)
16. Eric Gale: Red Ground
17. Grover Washington, Jr.: Ain’t No Sunshine
18. Pharoah Sanders: Hum-Allah-Hum-Allah-Hum-Allah
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*
“[…] My own love of melody stems from my parents, both Italian immigrants from the province of Abruzzi. Dad was a flute-playing steel worker, and my mother was constantly humming something or other as she went about her cooking and cleaning. In this atmosphere, one does not grow up tone deaf.
Beaver Valley-’37 is an autobiographical suite. The three sections represent impressions of my early teen years in Alquippa, Pennsylvania.
1. The River – The Ohio River flows through the Beaver Valley about 20 miles north of Pittsburgh. “West” Aliquippa is perched on a high bank above the river. The chief after-dinner pastime, especially in the summer, was a leisurely stroll along the river bank. In an hour you could count on seeing most of your friends at least once. Things were so simple then.
2. Black Snow – For a youngster, one of the joys of winter is a good snowfall. However, I recall those winters with mixed emotions. Within a day or so after a snowfall, the snow would become heavily peppered with cinders and soot from the surrounding steel mills and the soft-coal-burning stoves that heated most of the homes. Snowballs became lethal weapons. Here, indeed, was visual proof of the awful stuff we were breathing the year around. […]”