On October 4, I made one of my periodic jaunts to New York to indulge my passion for traditional jazz. Before Covid I used to go once or twice a month in the spring and fall, when bad weather was not as likely to affect my travel plans. Now I go less frequently, even though gigs have pretty much returned to normal, because other things on my plate reduce opportunities.
My targets on this trip, on an unseasonably warm day, were the Louis Armstrong Eternity Band’s regular Wednesday show at Birdland, and later, Terry Waldo’s Gotham City Band at the Zinc Bar in Greenwich Village.
