I was unfortunate enough earlier tonight to catch a glimpse of Jamie Cullen being inflicted on The Queen under the guise of celebrating her birthday.
This prompted a very different memory of seeing Oscar Peterson play live many years ago. Incredible virtuosity but also powerful simplicity, an ability to fill the auditorium with sound but also to break your heart with his sensitivity.
For such a big man, he even managed to make the grand piano he was sitting at look small, he managed to make you feel that he was a gentle giant soothing your soul with his haunting melodies.
Unforgettable.
The Obvious? 
I envy you. I wish I had had the opportunity to see the great man live but I have to manage with my vinyl record collection.
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It was in The Kelvin Hall in Glasgow. Must have been about 40 years ago!
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