There was a stereophonic level of cool in Central Park on Saturday with the annual Jazz and Colors Festival. 30 jazz bands in 30 different parts of the Park simultaneously playing the same set. Can you imagine?! I thought if I cycled fast enough I could physically fuse all 30 variations of Bemsha Swing or So What, but Monk and Miles would not have it so. Not only were the crowds of jazz enthusiasts too many to negotiate and the colors of the trees too beautiful to whiz pass, there was the music itself that stopped you in your tracks. From the zoo to Harlem there were syncopated rhythms and classic improvisations under the falling leaves. I’m already thinking about what would be possible next year if they doubled or trebled the number of bands. Just think of the sound! Then we could really get dizzy with Gillespie…