File this in "Weirdest Place to Hear a Jazz Song:" in a Pizza Hut in Beijing* tonight, I heard "Vivo Sonhando." It was pretty noisy in there tonight, but Stan's sax solo is so distinctive, and besides, I've listened to this song so many times, I've almost got that solo memorized. It was nice to hear it, made it feel like home.
*Don't laugh; the Pizza Hut here is nothing like the PH's back home. The PH's in the states are shit. Here, the pizzas at PH are not just good, they're DAMN good! First of all, they don't slather their crust in cooking oil: it's an actual crust! It's almost like a roll! And the toppings! The last time I had a pizza with toppings this copious was at Riggio's in Niles, IL.