Something Anyone Who Knows Me & Loves Me Knows I Know & Love.
August 9, 2010 § Leave a comment
I heard Mr. Paul Curreri play this out a spare few times years ago. I googled it instantly because I thought it was a standard. It wasn’t. I had to recover little bits of it from memory while I waited for California to come out so I could buy it & learn it myself.
At the end of last summer when I started playing it a lot, it felt like an entirely fitting if also melancholy mantra. A whole lot of things weren’t doing things anymore & I was saying a lot of things with sad eyes, etc. A year later, everything about the song is still—something—true, to the extent that things like this can be, which is to say both deeply & not at all. I’d like to think that maybe what makes a tune a standard is it’s ability to tap into whatever’s bound to be persistent, & ask whatever questions one’s bound to ask forever of it. That, & an actual melody.