The needle drops, the room goes quiet, and for a second you're small again, sitting on the living room floor while someone you loved put on the good records. Two hours of warm, vintage 1940s jazz, the kind that used to fill the house on a quiet evening.

Maybe it was your dad, your grandmother, an uncle with a record collection nobody else was allowed to touch. Whoever it was, the music still remembers them. Tonight you can sit with it for a while.

Muted trumpet, tenor sax and a gentle piano trio, slow, tender and a little bittersweet, recorded like an old record that's been played a thousand times. For a quiet evening at home, reading, remembering, or just sitting in the warm light.

Who used to play jazz in your house? Tell us about them. 🎶

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