Erroll Garner is a chunky Negro pianist whose happiest ambition is "to get that listener's foot tapping." One of the best jazz pianists around, he seldom has any trouble doing it. In Greenwich Village's smoky Cafe Society last week, he was succeeding brilliantly.
A pianist who likes to take things easy, he cocked his head, grunted snatches of This Can't Be Love and Body and Soul in a voice that has more soul than body. Nobody cared about that. It was what was going on at the keyboard that counted. Garner sometimes plays with a relaxed but rollicking bounce, his right hand...
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