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New Post 1/7/2008 9:44 AM
  switters
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His Left Hand 
His left hand was independent of his right, which made his stride solo playing beyond human. It was the case because, if I'm not mistaken, he studied with Art Tatum. (Listen to the anemic left hand of Bud Powell for comparison.)

The heir to the Tatum/Peterson dynasty is a young man named Benny Green, who played with Ray Brown, obviously. His full-fisted block chords and his 2 octaves apart unison runs are all there.

However, the best jazz pianist of all time is, and will be for a long time to come, Brad Mehldau.
 
New Post 1/7/2008 9:59 AM
  The Quiet Man
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notes 

1. classically trained.

2. Tatum is the only guy who Peterson was afraid to play for.

3. stroke left him for a few years without a left hand for playing.

4. Don't know much about jazz, really - but it's easy to hear how - I'm using the word "articulate" his playing is compared to some classical greats, like the velvety Horowitz.  "Crisp" isn't the right word - Lang Lang comes to mind with this term.  It's just that with Peterson, from what I'm hearing, each notes is so particularly enunciated - if that makes any sense.  (I'd claim the same of Alanis Morissette, who pronounces every syllable of every word with deliberate clarity....)

 
New Post 1/7/2008 12:20 PM
  rundeep
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I'm not particularly educated re: jazz 

in my house it's my husband who is the big jazz nut. That said, I'm fond of Wynton Kelly, 'cause I find that swing thing accessible for my pedestrian jazz taste. Plus, I know his daughter since first grade. (Though I really do like some of that Mehldau boy's stuff.)

 
New Post 1/7/2008 2:35 PM
  The Quiet Man
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another father story. 

When I was a young teen he bought me (read: him) a snooker table.  Even when I managed some small proficiency at it, he could destroy me, one handed.  That was so frustrating.  It wasn't fun playing other kids, because they didn't know how to even hold a cue.   It wasn't fun playing him - and it was even worse when he'd deliberately miss a shot.  (no resentments here though.....)

 
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