EVEN as a lover of the jazz standards, when a solo piano disc arrives with all the obvious, shopworn numbers -- "Round Midnight," "All the Things You Are" -- I'm not in a rush to play the damn thing. (Unless it's by, say, Thelonious Monk or Randy Weston.) So I was knocked out by the nuance and mystery the pianist Kenny Werner summons in his new recording -- called Me, Myself and I -- of mostly … [Read more...]