I am hearing my son's stereo playing Miles Davis a bit louder than I would prefer, but what the hell. I am turning my whispery Roots off and enjoying the fact that my son is actually turning the sound up a bit. He has always been so sensitive to loud sounds, in general.
The time we went to the Jazz Festival together he was in misery at the powerful sound of live music (I had carried my very efficient, made for target shooting, ear protectors for him to use, but the sound was still too much for him at times), but he was trying to tough it out for my sake. And he wanted to hear the jazz. We met Buddy Guy that day (I have an IN with a local promoter) and my nine year old son (nine at that time) impressed "TeH Legend" with his knowledge of jazz artists and then the old guy smiled at me and I swear he had a little something in his throat to find a child attaining a more pure musical education when he complimented my effort at raising such am amazing boy.
I was near to heaven on that day.
Right now, I am even closer.
