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Wednesday, May 12, 2021

wild boys

Outstanding. I lived it. Am still. Street sax life. Burroughsian wisdom . Many years. The multiphonics. The altissimo. The overblow. Crecendo as they walk away decrecendo as they return. Play past last call play for the metaphoric quasars listen in, every speaker a microphone? Dada to Devine. Dr. Fingers Schafer the Lobotomy Kid. Played outside the Nova convention. met the old man a year before his death. Knocked on his door he growled you can hear it yourself.
"Whaddya waaaant" said the magic words Celine. His gravel voice smoothed to a pleasant sine. "Well come right in." Your composition and its scope and depth spoke volumes to me. These days as i am no longer a wild boy, though my electronic compositions are still as far out as can be, still travel those experimental meta spaceways. Creative Remote view tintype whisper. Check out my finds. Https://jazzres.in


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