Good jazz often hits me like a cool blast of eucalyptus: it gets the flow flowing, the go going, and the going gone. Drummer Harris Eisenstadt and Canada Day served up a slinky, sultry groove in the Bop Shop Atrium last night. It was just the right mix of exploratory impishness and accessibility. The quintet swung beat, it swung sweet, it swung alreet. Its casual cadence presented room for those who wanted to take a ride, even though the destination was everywhere, man. I dug these cats deep.

Folks in the know may recognize Eisenstadt from his work with artists like Roy Campbell, Taylor Ho Bynum, and Paul Smoker, and in The Diplomats with trombonists Steve Swell and Rob Brown. I'll be honest, walking in to the joint last night I knew little about the group, by pied proprietor Tom Kohn lured me in earlier that afternoon with phrases like "Early '60s Blue Note stuff."
The man was right and the band was righteous. It would've been nice to see you there...