Ten years ago this came out. I guess that makes it timeless, because I heard it recently for the first time and it is as fresh as a Degas painting.
Expect the unexpected, because this album by Jazz Pianist Herbie Hancock isn't really about Gershwin or his world as it is about the genius of Herbie Hancock.
You will hear Stevie Wonder scatting to St. Louis Blues. You will hear the most magical piano playing above Ravel's Piano Concerto in G. Have I mentioned Gershwin? There is his second Prelude, but you might not recognize it unless you read the title, yet there it is. Sure, there are some recognizable Gershwin classics, like Summertime and Embraceable You. But get ready, this album is like nothing else I've heard in a long, long while.
