It is experimental and strange, but always in a very mellow fashion, sitting on a couch with some herbal tea. (am smiling to myself again with some good old memories. )
Pat Matheny refused to be jazz, and that is something I can admire in him. He was always between genres, or at least pushing them. This can be said for many musicians, and there are very few giants who do not fall into category, but I want to emphasis this here because as a guitar player, pat Matheny saved jazz guitar for me.
I was giving up on jazz and went back to three chord blues, when I heard pat Matheny and he gave me new hope, a new direction. A way to live with jazz guitar in a more flexible modern world. I am still far from being a good guitarist, but that revelation he gave me opened places I didn’t knew existed, and for that I owe him my respect.
And for the Sunday afternoons with her too, of course.