The son of a musician, James LaRoche grew up in a richly musical and artistic environment. Throughout his life he would naughtily post up at nearly any open piano and begin to perform his compositions simply for the joy of sharing it. Not unusually, groups would gather, always to ask if there was an album? No such luck.
But then, one evening at the Savoy in London in an empty ballroom a group again gathered to listen, but this time… read more
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