Wow. I went to a Christmas party last night thrown by my Member of Parliament. They had a jazz trio ( piano, bass and guitar) playing. These guys looked to be about 22 or 23 and were all very accomplished musicians, probably recent grads from one of the excellent jazz programs here in Vancouver. They were playing from the real book I suppose plus some Christmas standards and it all sounded the same. I guess that was the intention. They'd play the head, then the guitar and bass would trade solos, play the head again and out. The bassist was really good, he could walk on anything and his solos were inventive and clear. But overall, it was without feeling. I finally realized that when they played "Green onions." There really wasn't any groove to it and the guitarist just noodled some standard sounding jazz scales on his break , ignoring that Steve Cropper ever existed. I complimented the bassist on his playing, figuring us bass players gotta stick together, but still I was shocked at the lack of any real "feel" that was demonstrated. It's not that I hate jazz, just any music played without conviction.