A Love Song By Charles Boles
HERE IS A BLOG ABOUT A GOOD MAN. A MAN THAT MAKES ME FEEL GOOD JUST BEING AROUND HIM.
I have to confess that I am a bit intimidated by Charles Boles. He towers over me when I am in his presence. Maybe not physically, but he has an aura of knowing a lot of stuff. His natural composure is that of a relaxed and confident prankster.
The confidence comes from experience and hard work. He is a product of Detroit’s black bottom neighborhood, which was a cauldron of creative jazz artists. Charles is 81 years old now and has benefited from a lifetime of playing with great musicians. It shows in his piano playing. He has earned the respect of other musicians and those lucky enough to hear him live in a small club.
Charles plays with his quartet every Tuesday night at the Dirty Dog Jazz Café from 6PM until 9 PM.
To better understand Charles I would recommend getting his new Detroit Music Factory CD release Blue Continuum and listen to the cut Liz. Charles’ piano expresses a quiet reverence for his late mother Elizabeth. His fingers are placed on the keys with the single purpose and that is to show his respect and love he has for his mother. We can also hear in the song the playfulness and freedom that he was allowed as a child. As a child he was encouraged to play. And play he does.
COMING THIS WEEK TO THE DIRTY DOG JAZZ CAFÉ:
Cliff sits at his piano and plays great music. Sometimes I think he is having too good a time. He can also be downright serious. His friends go along with him and together they go to some remarkable places with their music.
HERE IS CHARLES AND HIS BAND