|What I remember most is I never could play Coltrane's "Live at Birdland" low enough for my mother. She always seemed to think that particular record of all those my brothers and I played was too loud. I'd blame Elvin with that low-pitched intensity. Not sure it was volume so much as a sense of the unknown, a rumble that agitated the soul.
Next to that album I most loved his work with Konitz on "Motion." Coltrane and Jones seemed kindred spirits; Konitz and Jones seemed opposite spirits, who proved strangely complementary. Certainly one of the best albums either of them ever waxed.