I was just in the car listening to the stereo and by pure coincidence, two tracks came up by Benny Goodman from my playlist, Clarinet a la King, and Sing Sing Sing.

Having read leeneia's original post previously I listened to the two tracks with "new ears", not like my child self listening to it as background music, but from the perspective of an old woman whose lifelong soundtrack has been accompanied by so many different forms of music, by so many musical geniuses in so many genres.

Just the drumming alone on Sing Sing Sing by Gene Krupa 1971 is breathtaking, but everything about that tune is amazing, especially the way it progresses from one part to the next. Just when it seems to be coming to a stop, something even more amazing is pulled out of the musical magicians' hats.

I'm not starting from the point of not liking those tunes when I first heard them because I grew to love them very quickly. I'm coming from a point of looking backwards and saying, this music was amazing and I can appreciate it even more from this end of my life.