Miles Davis

Twenty-One Locks, By Laura Barton

This is what he hated about the North: this eeh-by-gumming and hotpot suppers." This North stinks of chip fat, the houses are damp, cans of pop in café refrigerators are dusty. At the hairdressers you're offered tatty, tea-stained magazines, in which all the wordsearches have already been done.

Philip Larkin - Rhythm and rhyme

A new box set of Philip Larkin's favourite jazz focuses on the pre-war trad he adored – but the poet was no musical stick-in-the- mud. In fact, says Sholto Byrnes, he was one of our most incisive jazz critics

Booker T Jones: The king of Stax picks up his axe

With his band the MGs, Booker T was the resident genius at one of America's great soul labels. Now, with a bit of help from Neil Young, he's turning off his organ and enrolling in the school of rock

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Music & Me: Nitin Sawhney

The first record I bought was...

Kind of Blue by Miles Davis. I remember hearing "So What" on the radio when I was just eight years old and my dad was driving us up to London one night in the rain. Around that time I had been getting more and more into playing around with scales and improvising on the piano, so I was just really struck by American jazz pianist Bill Evans' way with harmony.