Last night we were in Frankfurt to see and hear our friend, Anat Cohen, playing with the hrBigBand. It was a wonderful evening and reminded us that no matter where we are in the world, jazz is a constant. The beauty and joy of the music, played by passionate, talented musicians grounds us and creates a sense of homeness. I think that could be a word. Sort of the opposite of homelessness. Anyway, we were home last night.