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Live at Rotterdam 1967 / Thelonious Monk

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Live at Rotterdam 1967 / Thelonious Monk

Live at Rotterdam 1967 / Thelonious Monk

When he set foot on the stage of Club Doelen on Oct. 28, 1967 in Rotterdam, Thelonious Monk had just turned 50. 15 years later, he disappeared from the music scene and spent his 6 final years in New York, at Pannonica de Koenigswater's, and never touched a piano again. This concert is a testament to his genius. Opening and ending with two ā€œclassic piecesā€, ā€œRuby, My Dearā€ and ā€œBlue Monkā€, he led for over 80 minutes the quartet and his accomplices, Charlie Rouse, Larry Gales, Ben Riley, and guests. Larry Gales's bass seems to pop out like a jack-in-the-box at the end of ā€œHackensackā€, the brass instruments get carried away towards the middle of ā€œWe seeā€, and billow out and away in the breathtaking ā€œOskaā€. And it all leads to a solo time on ā€œDon't Blame Meā€: his fingers must be widely spread apart as he hits the keys the way you'd hit and shuffle cards. And then it's time to conclude with one of his classic tunes ā€œBlue Monkā€. The architect can set down his tools, what remains is pure art.
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When he set foot on the stage of Club Doelen on Oct. 28, 1967 in Rotterdam, Thelonious Monk had just turned 50. 15 years later, he disappeared from the music scene and spent his 6 final years in New York, at Pannonica de Koenigswater's, and never touched a piano again. This concert is a testament to his genius. Opening and ending with two ā€œclassic piecesā€, ā€œRuby, My Dearā€ and ā€œBlue Monkā€, he led for over 80 minutes the quartet and his accomplices, Charlie Rouse, Larry Gales, Ben Riley, and guests. Larry Gales's bass seems to pop out like a jack-in-the-box at the end of ā€œHackensackā€, the brass instruments get carried away towards the middle of ā€œWe seeā€, and billow out and away in the breathtaking ā€œOskaā€. And it all leads to a solo time on ā€œDon't Blame Meā€: his fingers must be widely spread apart as he hits the keys the way you'd hit and shuffle cards. And then it's time to conclude with one of his classic tunes ā€œBlue Monkā€. The architect can set down his tools, what remains is pure art.