A Saturday morning wake up. Arguably, the best pianist that ever lived, the wonderful Oscar Peterson, who my father dragged me to see at 10 years old. I was awestruck.
Posted: April 11, 2015
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Millard, thanks for posting this. O.P. is one of my favorite’s. I never had the fortune of seeing him is person. Glad your dad dragged you in to see him. O.P. had a good classical background and acquired a reputation at 14 years old. I remember seeing him on TV back in the 60s.
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Andrew, I’m still working on accessing your website for further conversation. Hopefully, I’ll get the glitch fixed soon. Millard
Insofar as O.P. is concerned, he was a master at his craft. Although, Andrew, one has to put my experience in perspective with the times. It was 1967-68, the “British Invasion” of the Beatles, Rolling Stones and such was well underway and my father forbid us from besmirching his phonograph with such blasphemy. One day, I forgot and my father discovered a Beatles album resting on his turntable. He was so enraged, he said, “I might as well take an ax to it now.” Fond memories of those days I will cherish forever!