<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Sonny Rollins on Sunday Evening Review</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/sonny-rollins/</link><description>Recent content in Sonny Rollins on Sunday Evening Review</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2026 06:00:00 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/sonny-rollins/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>What the Best Jazz Albums Actually Teach You</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/ideas/best-jazz-albums/</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2026 06:00:00 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://sundayeveningreview.com/ideas/best-jazz-albums/</guid><description>&lt;p>In the fall of 2009, I was forty-three years old and had never owned a jazz record. I don&amp;rsquo;t say this with any particular pride or shame. I say it because it&amp;rsquo;s the relevant fact for what comes next.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>A colleague was cleaning out his office (he&amp;rsquo;d taken a job elsewhere) and left a stack of old records by the door with a sign that said &amp;ldquo;take what you want.&amp;rdquo; I took Saxophone Colossus because I liked the way Sonny Rollins looked on the cover. He had the posture of a man who had arrived somewhere and wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to explain it. I took it home to my study in Indianapolis, put it on at eleven at night while I was finishing a piece about pattern recognition in expert decision-making, and intended to not quite listen.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>