This is one of those "I always disliked jazz, but then..." stories.
In first year at UTSC I took an intro to music course, which is where I met Noam. He was a TA for the practical sessions, and he was also completing his music dissertation or something or other. He was a jazz pianist that was doing some project or other and performing his pieces here and there on campus. I went to a couple of his performances and I was hooked. His song The Nagila Mayster was my favourite song. I think I asked him about writing pieces during the course and he said it was hard work and that a song has many layers. I wrote about his performance in the concert report, about how that song sounded like it was raining and the sunshine afterwards.
Last night I went to another performance by the Amos Hoffman / Noam Lemish quartet, with some toronto dude i didn't know on the bass. Some of their songs were not that jazzy, but the live music still sounded great. At one point performing "the god of forgiveness" Noam forgot to start his piano solo lmao
He asked me if I took any more music courses and I said no, and at that point I felt it was kind of a waste of my skills to not further my piano playing. But he was nice about it anyways. When I went home, there was a guy standing in the middle of Queen St. in front of a car just blankly staring ahead. A police officer was planning to remove him and was putting on sterile gloves.