tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8905656.post-56751286445880306592008-07-17T22:14:00.000-07:002008-07-18T14:06:25.068-07:00Yesterday I was talking with Shelley Denny about a Sacramento pianist who died a couple of years ago. "Too bad he became so bitter in his old age." It turned out that he resented the fact that he never became a national jazz artist. (Instead, he raised a family, became one of the most respected musicians in town, and had legions of adoring students — including me.)<br />I had no idea.Mark Stivershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11789452995625639159noreply@blogger.com