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Tagged bebop, Charlie Parker, extravagance, Free Jazz, improvisation, jazz, modernism
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Artie Shaw
By the time I got to it, the clarinet was odd; a quaint small instrument for guys who never got the girls (even the ones who played and sat in the same orchestra rows day and day, year after year), … Continue reading
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Tagged Artie Shaw, eulogies, Gene Krupa, genius, influences, inspiration, jazz, Music, swing
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Kind of Blown (Miles Davis is Past Tense Now)
Esse Quam Videri : The siren’s song bleeds forth through tenement crags: the plaintive wail of mad dog penguined Perseus, hunting down in ancient rites street Circe and her rabid whores. Along this path, this street of more than visions … Continue reading
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Tagged Berklee, Howl, J Alfred Prufrock, jazz, Miles Davis, The Wasteland, TS Eliot
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