Gabor Szabo

Jazz Raga feels like a desert at dusk filtered through a smoky jazz club. Gábor Szabó’s guitar glides effortlessly, bending Eastern scales into the warm pulse of jazz, creating grooves that are both mysterious and deeply human.

Percussion drifts like distant footsteps, bass hums like a hidden river, and Szabó’s melodies ripple like heat waves across sand. It’s music that invites both movement and reflection — to sway slowly, to nod knowingly, or just to sit in the quiet haze it conjures.

By the end of the record, the room has softened; time seems flexible, and the line between the exotic and the familiar has blurred. Jazz Raga isn’t just heard — it’s inhabited, a journey your mind keeps walking long after the last note fades.