At 18:00 you see him moving the piano into his new residence. He had that same upright when living in L.A. because I was his piano tuner. And he's still smoking.
15:12 "Moreover, Bloom [in James Joyce's Ulysses] reminded me of myself - not as a masturbator per se but as an improviser. Perhaps the two activities had something profanely in common. I identified with Bloom's ability to reach a climax while musing in a non sequitur fashion, because, more often than I cared to admit, some of my strongest improvising was taking place in tandem with similar kinds of rambling thoughts. "Shit, I wonder if I left the coffee maker on when I left the apartment this morning . . . Will that diner still be open after the gig . . . bacon cheeseburger deluxe sounds good . . . with pizza sauce . . . black and white milkshake . . . how much does a one-way to Boston cost on the Amtrak from Penn Station? . . ." The musical ideas flowed outwards nevertheless, and they could be strong ones. Ecstasy and beauty weren't precious. They knocked around in a jumble of prosaic chatter." -Brad Mehldau, Formation p.342-3
His genius lies in his freely rendered ultra-creative explorations of a distinctive theme into infinite twists and turns that the "average" jazz player would never come up with. That readily qualifies him as the contemporary "Bach" of jazz piano.
You mean the 50 seconds introduction in German out of an awesome 54m40s of a great documentary otherwise spoken in either English or music!? Have you watched it?
