Clap Hands Here Comes

Karl Drewo is undoubtedly one of those rare specimen of European jazz talent. He plays as if he were born in the US and raised right in one of the darkest neighbourhoods of Harlem, possibly somewhere near the old Cotton Club where Duke Ellington used to excite his audiences for more than almost a quarter century. When you ask Karl what he likes in jazz, he'll tell you: I like jazz. Period. As simple as that and without any nonsense and discrimination between the various styles and sub-styles of the subsequent jazz eras. Although he has some favourites among the great jazzmen, to Karl jazz itself is the one and only important thing in the world and he feels that a real connoisseur of jazz does not truly love jazz if he discriminates between the manners and mannerisms, because in essence there is only good jazz and bad jazz.