It was the Roaring Twenties. It was the Jazz Age. A time of prohibition
and loss of inhibitions. Hemlines rose and necklines plunged. Those who
could afford it, indulged in clothing, jewelry, parties, & liquor.
Those who couldn’t saw it in the movies read about it in the gossip
columns and dreamed of being among the elite. In the 1930’s the
romance of the speakeasy gave way to the stark reality of the Great Depression.
Though many did not know where they might find their next meal, they still
found a way to escape into the movie theatres from time to time and dream
of better days.
Eighty years later, Jazz is a force to be reckoned with. It has morphed
and grown and branched off into many directions, but it always swings.
We like to play those tunes that got things started. Sometimes the sounds
are so removed from contemporary Jazz that they might not even be recognized
or acknowledged as having the same roots. They do. And those roots, like
the Jazz of today, swing, baby, how they do swing.