I am becoming aware of a certain phenomenon I had not paid attention to it till now: There is complementarity in everything, not just in complementary teams. The yin-yang combination is
I really hated modern jazz. There is no melody––or at least that is what I thought––just a diarrhea of sound that gave me a headache. Well, as God would want it, my 17-year-old son is a fanatical aficionado of jazz. He plays the saxophone and studies jazz at a boarding school that specializes in music.