The Hod O'Brien Trio at Smalls Jazz Club

Hod O'Brien at age 78 is still one of the greatest players in the bebop style of piano in the world today. With over 15 CDs and having played with the greats including his stint with the Oscar Pettiford Group and early Art Farmer/Donald Byrd groups,and Chet Baker, he is still swinging hard and fast!
Come and witness the great feeling of live bebop jazz in the most happening hang in town!

Smalls Jazz Club is located in Greenwich Village and has a stunning reputation for supporting and sharing the great jazz artists of our time.

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David Sermersheim dsermersheim@snet.net
· Jan 7 2015 2:33 PM

Dear Hod (and Stephanie), Thought I'd drop a note of hello on this location of yours. Hope you get it. I read all of the comments above, but none of them mentioned "the most self-effacing man I've ever met". All's well here ("ain't so good it couldn't be better: ain't so bad it couldn't be worse"…you must know the tune!). Events?….in a world of stasis. We bought a house closer to town, about eight miles south of here, half a mile from Long Island Sound, which doesn't mean anything to me because I'm not a "sand person". I have a book out on Amazon called "Meditations", 103 poems, meditative, reflective and pantheistic in nature -- stuff not meant for everyone. It's not an ego-trip, but I had to do it. I think I've made about 15.00 in royalties. A lot of the stuff in it has apeared in small journals, places that support this kind of writing, which is not the only thing I do. I've probably had stuff in 100 of these obscure little presses over the last ten years or so. The rejection rate is about 98%, but I push ahead nonetheless. After a while you learn what to avoid, such as university publications, because the brats don't know what they're doing or reading, for that matter. Took up playing Baroque flute again (can't swing on that little beast) to play a Telemann Fantasia in church Christmas Eve. It took me a month to get a sound I could accept as something more than dead air. I'm still at it everyday because the exercises I play (mine) provoke a meditative state, and I have to breathe! I'm doing an hour of Pilates every day, here at the house, just me against myself. I put a recording on by one of the "masters" and listen intently as I'm doing the reps. It's kept me going. Can't walk in this weather: my bones ache, but these exercises are more comprehensive, and so other areas of "the system" get a workout, not just the legs. Like you, I did my share of running years ago: Dr. Fred Gevalt, the best Dr. I ever had, said I should stop because he was beginning to see too many hip and knee replacements. I see I'm running out of space, so I'll cut out and wish all of you a very good year to come. You're all over the place. Sarah and I wish all of you the best. Fondly, David 1.7.15

Dear Hod (and Stephanie),

Thought I'd drop a note of hello on this location of yours. Hope you get it. I read all of the comments above, but none of them mentioned "the most self-effacing man I've ever met". All's well here ("ain't so good it couldn't be better: ain't so bad it couldn't be worse"…you must know the tune!). Events?….in a world of stasis. We bought a house closer to town, about eight miles south of here, half a mile from Long Island Sound, which doesn't mean anything to me because I'm not a "sand person". I have a book out on Amazon called "Meditations", 103 poems, meditative, reflective and pantheistic in nature -- stuff not meant for everyone. It's not an ego-trip, but I had to do it. I think I've made about 15.00 in royalties. A lot of the stuff in it has apeared in small journals, places that support this kind of writing, which is not the only thing I do. I've probably had stuff in 100 of these obscure little presses over the last ten years or so. The rejection rate is about 98%, but I push ahead nonetheless. After a while you learn what to avoid, such as university publications, because the brats don't know what they're doing or reading, for that matter.

Took up playing Baroque flute again (can't swing on that little beast) to play a Telemann Fantasia in church Christmas Eve. It took me a month to get a sound I could accept as something more than dead air. I'm still at it everyday because the exercises I play (mine) provoke a meditative state, and I have to breathe! I'm doing an hour of Pilates every day, here at the house, just me against myself. I put a recording on by one of the "masters" and listen intently as I'm doing the reps. It's kept me going. Can't walk in this weather: my bones ache, but these exercises are more comprehensive, and so other areas of "the system" get a workout, not just the legs. Like you, I did my share of running years ago: Dr. Fred Gevalt, the best Dr. I ever had, said I should stop because he was beginning to see too many hip and knee replacements. I see I'm running out of space, so I'll cut out and wish all of you a very good year to come. You're all over the place. Sarah and I wish all of you the best.

Fondly,
David
1.7.15