I started listening to jazz when I was around 15. My entry point was a common one: Miles Davis’ Kind Of Blue, which I bought on cassette for $5.99. I also heard John Coltrane’s A Love Supreme early on, after which I started gradually, haphazardly picking up albums here and there with no real method or guide; I would just hear about something somewhere — and this was pre-internet, and I wasn’t reading jazz magazines, so I was mostly limited to what I found out about from Rolling Stone or Spin — and try to find it in my local record store or grab something from my local library.
