Listening to a regional Sunday evening jazz show spin a series of versions of a specific tune from circa 1920 to circa 1940 and the host keeps emphasizing the movement from pre-Louis to post-Louis, you know, the Jazz Narrative. But I like the oldest stuff best! The arrangements that sound the most modern to me are the most boring. The ones that sound weird and stilted and have bad notes sound THE BEST.
This is clearly a side effect of the Rise of Flight YT playlist I have been growing for the past couple weeks. Certain songs just get stuck in my head, like “Auntie Skinner’s Chicken Dinner,” and no amount of rock and roll can dislodge them.