[Alex]
Clive is probably too modest to mention this, but as far as I can tell he has near-impeccable taste in music. I had never heard of the remarkable Paolo Conte until the other day. If you know his work you’re fortunate; if you don’t then you have a great discovery ahead of you.
It’s droll, deceptively simple, charming Italian jazz of the sort you might imagine your favourite uncle might perform just for you when you’re a kid and he’s feasted and drunk well…
Switch the phone off, pour yourself a glass of (good) bourbon, light a fine cigar and chill. For a few blissful moments you’ll think you’re at a Roman jazz club and all’s right with the world. It’s super-groovy stuff and the way life ought to be lived.
The Dish 