Last week, Elisabeth and I went up to the Conservatory of Flowers in Golden Gate Park. As we were walking toward the entrance, I heard some music coming from the tunnel that goes under the street. I couldn’t tell if it was recorded or live, so ventured over to investigate. These three guys were on the other side of the locked gates having a little jazz session that, thanks to the acoustics of the tunnel, projected really well and just sounded incredible. I almost could have just stayed and listened to them play, and just skipped the flowers.