Who?
Harold and Regis
Where?
Cologne, Germany
What?
"This was the most creative and spontaneous accompaniment I have ever heard! You guys rock! "
How did they react?
Regis: "Thank you!"
Harold: "Aww, Rose...!" -smiling the broadest smile I have seen in my entire life, I think each and every single tooth of Harold's was visible- "You are really something special! Stay the way you are!"
How did I feel?
Amazed. I was in a restaurant with friends, listening to a trumpet- and a rhodes player. A late Sunday night in August, rain coming down outside, dimmed lights. Smooth jazz. At some point they started playing Girl from Ipanema. Suddenly some rhythmic scratching and a soft voice sounded to my right. I turned around. Regis, a fellow listener, got up and sang. His voice was the personification of Bossa, his mouth caressed every syllable in perfect Portuguese. He kept shaking his hands with the rhythm, creating a jangling noise: A bunch of coins rattled in there. What a simple, great way of playing music! His friend, Harold, sat to his right. He was holding a sugar caster, moving his key chain up and down the glass; The scratching's source.
It was all spontaneous. The trumpet player adjusted immediately. He let go of the melody, stepped closer to Regis and listened. Played a fill every now and then. Regis voice and the trumpet sound went well together. Regis' smile told a story of bliss, sun and- well, yeah, a girl from Ipanema. Every player did a great job. The surprise combined with their skillfulness and everyone's deep listening to each other (instead of fighting to be heard, playing louder) fired a fountain of joy inside me. I turned around, grinning broadly at my friend, and cried: "This is the kind of moment I live for!".
Anything else?
Yeah! Both Regis and Harold are professional musicians. We chatted for a bit when I went up to compliment them. Regis is from Brazil, Harold wore a cap saying "Los Angeles". When I asked him where he was from he asked me if it mattered. I said, no. Harold composes, Regis plays the base. He is trying to make a living with that in Cologne. So if you happen to need a Bossa angel or some soulful base music (I have listened to his stuff online- he rocks!), check out Regis' myspace page.
Harold and Regis
Where?
Cologne, Germany
What?
"This was the most creative and spontaneous accompaniment I have ever heard! You guys rock! "
How did they react?
Regis: "Thank you!"
Harold: "Aww, Rose...!" -smiling the broadest smile I have seen in my entire life, I think each and every single tooth of Harold's was visible- "You are really something special! Stay the way you are!"
How did I feel?
Amazed. I was in a restaurant with friends, listening to a trumpet- and a rhodes player. A late Sunday night in August, rain coming down outside, dimmed lights. Smooth jazz. At some point they started playing Girl from Ipanema. Suddenly some rhythmic scratching and a soft voice sounded to my right. I turned around. Regis, a fellow listener, got up and sang. His voice was the personification of Bossa, his mouth caressed every syllable in perfect Portuguese. He kept shaking his hands with the rhythm, creating a jangling noise: A bunch of coins rattled in there. What a simple, great way of playing music! His friend, Harold, sat to his right. He was holding a sugar caster, moving his key chain up and down the glass; The scratching's source.
It was all spontaneous. The trumpet player adjusted immediately. He let go of the melody, stepped closer to Regis and listened. Played a fill every now and then. Regis voice and the trumpet sound went well together. Regis' smile told a story of bliss, sun and- well, yeah, a girl from Ipanema. Every player did a great job. The surprise combined with their skillfulness and everyone's deep listening to each other (instead of fighting to be heard, playing louder) fired a fountain of joy inside me. I turned around, grinning broadly at my friend, and cried: "This is the kind of moment I live for!".
Anything else?
Yeah! Both Regis and Harold are professional musicians. We chatted for a bit when I went up to compliment them. Regis is from Brazil, Harold wore a cap saying "Los Angeles". When I asked him where he was from he asked me if it mattered. I said, no. Harold composes, Regis plays the base. He is trying to make a living with that in Cologne. So if you happen to need a Bossa angel or some soulful base music (I have listened to his stuff online- he rocks!), check out Regis' myspace page.