Many years ago, my sister found an audio recording on Folkways records called "Songs of My City."  I think it was recorded in the 40s.  A man walked around NYC with a tape recorder and described what he was recording: snow on 57th street.... I can't remember what all of the things were--- but it's a beautiful audio valentine to New York as it was then.
This CD is that: natural recordings of moments in NYC, but with unbelievably beautiful trombone solos...or sketches...or sighs... or dances.... on it and around it and with it.
It is a duet- of NYC and this beautiful trombone player.
Astounding art does so many things that you can't describe what it does so it's a little hard for me to review this accurately.
But let's just say that this is one of the most beautiful records I own.  It never gets tired for me.  It is as beautiful as wind or as natural sounds- it has so much sensitivity to it... so much character... it is so tuned in... see?  I'm ruining it by trying to describe it.
People have short attention spans these days---- this is a CD that will lengthen your attention span.  I've stopped listening to CDs but I listen to this.  This CD transports me, makes me cry, makes me happy, makes me feel things I can't explain or express.  
There are no words to explain how beautiful this is.  But that's why there's music.
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